Tag: penance

  • Pews

    Pews

    Hard wood,
    A stern reminder of penance,
    But a view of trees,
    Blowing,
    Serenaded by breeze
    Framed above my head,
    As patients pass,
    Bowed head,
    Convent for confusion,
    A sacred space to heal
    The mind, spirit, and
    Soul to first,
    Or once again find,
    Here on this pew,
    I see their dance
    And chants,
    A longing for belonging,
    A need to find self and security,
    And I am here,
    Upon my pew,
    Watching, waiting
    A patient,
    Listening, loving ear
    To not just observe,
    but to genuinely hear.