Progress Through Meditation Poem by Tom Billsborough

Beyond the shadows of the cloistered walk
The quadrangle supports a sense of peace
Its one square lawn contains a pond
And marble fountain of eternal faith,
The bubbling waters bringing absolution.
And though I do not share the faith,
I share the precepts of redemption.
The fellows here explain their doctrines
With a quiet but a firm resolve
And I should follow mine to find
That inner reservoir of calm
Which we with sandaled feet encircle
In our progress round this cloistered walk
As fleeting shadows still in search of form.