Luke 6:6-11
He healed the man with the withered hand
Handy if you can get it
Physical bodily health indeed
What a joy is in it
But it isn’t everything you know
A happy heart’s a treasure
And a spirit stronger every day
That is this life’s measure
Good health’s been mine for all my life
Dodgy knees at football
But generally speaking all’s been well
In the physical department
But my soul’s been on a journey
Often in lonely places
Clouds of sadness covered me
Often I hid my faces
Now old age has come my way
The body creaks and moans
But it’s to be expected
Can’t always have the tones
But the spirit is a different game
The spirit needs to flourish
So ask the Lord stretch out your hand
Let him your spirit nourish
Brian Fahy
5 September 2022
Erris Poetry 