The Water Fall West Malling Abbey - Poem by James Tipp
Here in visual form a parable for today
Within these cloistered walls daily worship
Gods name exalted and revered a constant theme
Here nothing is owned or possessed by individuals
All is given up for the sake of the community.
Through this place the river winds its way
Gurgling springs of living water pass the prayers
Then cascade out into the world blessed in passing
So we the sojourners in this place are blessed
We come to be refreshed and made ready
To take the message of living water to the world
Pouring out the beauty that is Christ on passers by
Praying that something in the spray of hope
May catch their imagination wash away the transient
In order to be washed in the eternal love of God.
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