The Curtain Moves…

Reminded today of one of RS Thomas’ poems – someone I need to read more of again. This picture of flinging gravel at the sky’s window… all for that small movement of affirmation… Timely right now.

Folk Tale

Prayers like gravel
Flung at the sky’s
window, hoping to attract
the loved one’s
attention. But without
visible plaits to let
down for the believer
to climb up,
to what purpose open
that far casement?
I would
have refrained long since
but that peering once
through my locked fingers
I thought that I detected
the movement of a curtain.

Happy Easter all. Hope springs…