Tenemos

Spirit calls me from this quotidian world
Celts speak of the thin places
Where the veil between time and the timeless 
is as shear as a dragonfly's wing

On an early summer's day on the Holy Isle
I lingered by the  old Abby church 
Its ancient stony fence, deceptive
in it's simplicity,
has weathered the western ocean's
 cutting salty winds for centuries

As they repaired the weather worn barrier,
two young islanders fingered a small stone
with great care as if 
They were restoring  an Arras tapestry 

An inner voice held me motionless
We were enmeshed in the eternal
They were in prayer, you see,
And I was, as well

Note: Tenemos is a Greek word for sanctuary.  The Holy Isle is Iona located in the Inner Hebrides just off the coast of Scotland.  It is the seat of Celtic Christianity as St. Columba founded a monastery there in the latter part of the sixth century.