Going To Church

coming into the church
sitting
with others
linking to words
pointing to
beyond words

tall stained glass
window
sense of
 yearning
reaching like the
tree beckoning outside

yet here
gathering around
a table
here
bread of angels

‘pannis angelicus’

Atmosphere
of safety
my lady of comfort
come
find me here

place 
of interface
between
life
and higher life

I find
silvern ripple
from
still centre
of holy river


deep now
finding river
of living water 

“do you believe?”
question
vaster than the
endless mind
question
insistant as a gull
chanting across
the vast sky

“help my unbelief’
break all chains
imprisoning me
from finding
from being
my true self

                George Coombs