Last week I was able to go on a retreat to St Bueno’s, a wonderful Jesuit retreat house in North Wales. In the main chapel, there is an altar that rests on large boulders. It inspired me to write this poem.
This precarious faith
Teetering
Balancing on the boulders
of fears, doubts and wanderings.
One strong push and it’s scattered
The table toppled
and all that was stable
broken. In pieces.
Wondering if we should pick up
the rocks and throw,
hurl and shatter.
It feels so weak.
This precarious faith
Balancing
Resting on the boulders
of the one who gathers, mends, and makes whole.
©Clare Hayns, January 2022
Consider the Lilies - Clare Hayns 