St Peter's on the Wall, Bradwell.
St Peter’s on the Wall
I wrote this poem when realising how much I need space. The area round St Peter's with wide open fields and the River Blackwater is so very spacious. The playing fields in a nearby park have to make do when at home. Very fine the area of green is so I should not complain. Yet one is what one is and I am a rather claustrophobic person. It is no good denying that fact.
Now let me think of another fact. We have a lovely garden and a wooded area at the end of the garden. I always think we are so lucky in that respect. Why should I want more?
I suppose to some extent most people can think of more of this and more of that that they want. Maybe it is human nature to want more. I don’t know the answer to that. I only know that my New Year Resolution for 2007 is “be content”. I have everything I could possibly want.
Yet if that is the case what is the “divine discontent” that I have heard of. Maybe someone out there can tell me.
I wrote this poem when realising how much I need space. The area round St Peter's with wide open fields and the River Blackwater is so very spacious. The playing fields in a nearby park have to make do when at home. Very fine the area of green is so I should not complain. Yet one is what one is and I am a rather claustrophobic person. It is no good denying that fact.
Now let me think of another fact. We have a lovely garden and a wooded area at the end of the garden. I always think we are so lucky in that respect. Why should I want more?
I suppose to some extent most people can think of more of this and more of that that they want. Maybe it is human nature to want more. I don’t know the answer to that. I only know that my New Year Resolution for 2007 is “be content”. I have everything I could possibly want.
Yet if that is the case what is the “divine discontent” that I have heard of. Maybe someone out there can tell me.
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