three hares

Intricate worship: Wet leaves shiver their praises To the blue-throned sun.

Tampons on a path, motorway a distant roar - grey disconsolance.

Black twigs water-jewelled, Bird song a gushing fountain - Lull on a winter's morn.

Lost streets, smudged houses Walking through winter fog - just Now: no future or past.

At the recent multi-faith Spirit of the Environment conference hosted by Inner Space in Oxford I was asked in a few minutes to offer a Chr...

Various scripts exist for the wonderful Godly Play (a religious teaching resource for children's work based on Montessori style educati...

Not, the bejewelled whiteness of water drops      lantern lifted, simply offered on soft stems. Not, the silken lines of spider threads li...