POEMS
by Columcille Cobain
Walk with me Lord
Come and see
This honest land
Thou hast made for me.
Rest in my soul
As we walk to the voe
Along the path where foxes trot
And berries spring forth from the boughs.
Then lift up my heart
When raindrops start,
And your mercy O Lord
Falls from the sky.
With every step of each foot.
I can feel the root
Of the elders
As they listen with ears of Jews.
And then 1 will take off my shoes,
'This is the Temple of the Lord'.
God speaks from the rock
Yet He does not talk.
And the owl who sees all from up on high
May cast his eye on me a sinner
Then I will stand
To receive your command
O my Father, Saviour and Comforter.
Then I shall know
That I must grow
In hope, to be
At one, with all your creativity.
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In the style of the
Lindisfarne Gospels, this image clearly shows the influence
of traditional iconographic techniques
in Celtic and Old English Christian art. The Lindisfarne Gospels are on permanent
display in the British Museum. The monastic community
of Lindisfarne was established by
St. Aidan and other Irish monks. Columcille's poems reveal a great
deal of this legacy. |
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Take me O
Lord to the place where ramsons grow
And finches swoop between blossoming hawthorns.
The place where the trees pour shafts of sunlight upon me
And where clouds of midges catch the sun.
There will I listen to the murmur of the burn,
And the sigh of the trees as they dance with the wind,
And I will hear your word singing to me
In the chorus that fills the air.
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