My little church is standing still
Though closed up it is true
Yellow and pink sandstone
A hidden gem to view
Special in my memory
Foundation stone of life
Here I found the hidden God
Truth against all strife
God’s presence and community
Gathered in this place
Our little school beside it
Schoolyard noise and grace
Humble working people
Mines and cotton mills
Lancashire and Ireland
Together faced all ills
The hidden God is hidden still
He lives in quiet halls
Away from daily tumult
But in the midst withal
Go into that secret place
The quiet of your heart
And there you’ll find him waiting
Ready to play his part
Brian Fahy
31 July 2022
Erris Poetry 