Written In Heaven


My house is a Scriptorium

A silent writing place

A medieval monk am I

In a quiet writing space

Marks I make on paper

Biro now my quill

Words to leave for others to read

When all my days are still


The garden gate engraved ‘aged 9’

Penknife now my pen

‘BF’ scored the bright green paint

To mark the who and when

Monks of old in silent rooms

Copied sacred texts

Holding sacred wisdom

Of this world and the next


Our names appear in registers

For baptism marriage death

One day inscribed upon a stone

As we take our last breath

But a greater script awaits you then

By the one who loves you true

Your names are written in heaven

Waiting there for you


Brian Fahy

1 October 2022


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