A consideration of the pain of change. Joint second in Bard's Hall Poetry Contest, May '20 |
Revival Author's Note: “Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.” ― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein The house is different now, no longer a haven from the world where silence spoke of peace and quiet worship echoed within the hallowed words of songs from long ago, the ancient walls reflecting familiar voices raised in greeting God and neighbour. Few we were but bound in love and friendship, our nicknames redolent of character and quirk so that irascibility was mere fodder for smiles of recognition. Frail and flawed as we knew we were, yet space remained in our hearts for understanding and grace. Now the hall is filled with sound, voices raised in loud rejoicing, guitar and tambourine packing the unseen corners with praise, and strangers in styles unheard of, colours loud as the music, voices devouring each muted moment, so little space remaining for memory and contemplation. Oh, I’ll dance with them in wild abandon, carefree in unexpected joy, shout aloud my sudden freedom and sing my praises uninhibited, I do this, John, you know I do, but it hurts inside as slips away something that gave us purpose and hushed our words with awe and secret yearning. It matters not. I mourn only for what’s lost. Line Count: 36 Free Verse Entry for the Bard’s Hall Contest, May 2020 and for Kittiara's Writing Contest, June 2020. Notes: The founder of the Vineyard Churches, John Wimber, described how he transformed the first little church he joined from a sleepy backwater into a vibrant surging torrent. In the process, he attracted large numbers of disreputable characters into the little church to swell its numbers from the tens to the hundreds and then the thousands. One day he came upon one of the original members of the church weeping quietly in a corner. On sitting with her and attempting to console her, he was told by the old lady that, although she knew that it was right and good that so many new and youthful members were flocking into the church, indeed that she had prayed for this very revival for decades, she could not help but feel the pain as all the old things were swept away and replaced with the new. |