Soul Anchor

Time ebbs as a cosmic tide, my soul reaches for an anchor.
Is there a sanctuary somewhere? For all of us?
A place like the childhood neighbourly hoods,
Where we roamed on sunlit lawns, dancing to the sway of sprinklers and sun showers,
Carefree, drinking days of liquid life.

Too soon the rainless clouds of adulthood rolled in.
The bills dried us, wars broke us, funerals reminded us,
And we saw the children despairing the world they inherited.
They hum unable to sing, shake unable to dance,
Violence and corruption absorbed through kicks and screens.

Some found you in the stars,
You found me in dreams,
Others in fields, shipwrecks or summits under dark skies dusted with seemingly cold galaxies.
So many orbits ventured, conflict and pain, and hope regained.

There is a pathway
And on this journey I find rest
In the forest, by the sea, on the land you give the gentle.
In the mountains I mourn, by the river I rage, all with you by my side.
As jagged peaks breathe ice and snow, you thaw the mirage of endless winter
A warmth of words spoken softly to the child within.
You sweeten time with togetherness, presence around the table.
Time ebbs a cosmic tide, my soul reaches an anchor.

– Jonathan McCallum

24th December 2017

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Life Unfolded

Life Unfolded
Beauty I hold
A child
Behold!

I too
A child
Once held
In arms was told
To gather hope, to love to wonder, to unfold
Into bright sun-flamed delight.

One day
I met you,
You who hold
Eternity in the twinkling
And the sun and all delight in your hand.

You
A child
Held in arms
Gathering hope,
Unfolding a time
For majesty, found in poverty
For power, found in meekness
For forgiveness, found in the friendship of a peace prince

There
Held
I found a friend in a reigning King,
Wonder, love
In a hero to behold.
Hope gathered
Life unfolded.

By Jonathan McCallum

Star Ablaze

A stable birth,
Red, messy, wet, naked,
Star ablaze.
In Palestine, the West Bank.
Through warmth and pain, the earth may rejoice
Your birth,
Peace arrived in the fragile newborn.

A dangerous unarmed rabbi-to-be,
Ready to overturn empires, overrule kings, cast off any allegiance to the world-of-just-now.
Bearing a kingdom of hope, of living the moment, of eternal love.
Not arriving from above, but from within, a teenage Miriam, a womb for a while.

Heart-yearn for abundance and free,
Some abide on shore of the love-filled ocean.
We find shelter and learn to swim in the waves of your kindness
That will never stop, never cease caring for us.

By Jonathan McCallum

cherry-emerald the pinetree glows

cherry-emerald the pinetree glows,

flickers and beams

from home to street.

petite peppermint mouths

burst indoors with snowy boots,

shedding frosty flakes with giggles.

from white bright woods to cosy fireplace.

the candlelit feast invites,

echoing hope from an infant’s cry deep in time.

gather families!

come friends!

together rejoice,

glow, flicker, beam.