Community.Ministry.Contemplation

WE DON'T DRAW LINES BETWEEN

SECULAR & SACRED

Creativity, coffee & cake

Chaplaincy

Public speaking, Teaching & & Mentoring

Music & Media

Broad Oak Chapel Sacred Space & Garden of Dreams

Paul & talitha Ishi-Smith

WILD ONES

As the tamed horse

still hears the call of her wild brothers

and as the farmed goose flaps hopeful wings

as his sisters fly overhead,

so too, perhaps,

the wild ones amongst us

are our only hope in calling us back

to our true nature.

Wild ones

who have not been turned to stone

by the far-reaching grasp of the empire

and its programme of consumer sedation,

the killing of imagination.

Where, my friends,

have the wild ones gone?

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Joel McKerrow​​​​​

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‘Come to the edge’,

He said. They said,

‘we are afraid’.

‘Come to the edge’,

He said. They came.

He pushed them, and

they flew.

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Christopher Logue

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