St. Paul’s Anglican church Trinity Newfoundland
Upturned ton-weights toll abstract melodies,
suspended bells swing in old apex towers:
sonorous and nostalgic, ancient elegies,
pulled ropes release that majestic power.
Well-known hymns by congregation sung,
biblical and poetic most turns of phrase,
stained-glass glows, biblical banners hung,
God’s granite house aims to anchor our days.
From perched brass eagle the gospel read,
candles flicker on prayer-incensed altar;
all of life blessed by wine and bread,
readings rendered from Anglican Psalter.
From carved pulpit clergy sermons shared,
most congregants in Sunday best,
benedictions, blessings and prayers declared:
some listeners bored, others richly blessed.
Christian life happens mere minutes after:
ear-piercing screams, children chase about,
ones and twos bare hearts, share laughter:
collective their common faith and doubt…