Dialogue 1: "Burnt Norton"
The Absolute irony of SPC.
So many wise ones,
following the Beat of That Drum,
A teacher, a cleric, a saint, a sinner.
In depths of his living death,
was a lie in life,
a killer, a fraud, a bully, a prison,
insecure, his hurt, his Self tortured by pain,
brother evans rest in Hell with cardinal pell,
both lost liars, hurt men in white dog collars,
Why My Silence?
A sacrifice a strong need to repay?
A mother's present sacrifice, a mother's ancient grateful dream,
a mother's way to show gratitude for her own entry into
learnings,
past.
She Knew what she knows, always Ever So Thank Full for Hers,
Little was she to know
Like Justin Miles Mother too,
The evil, lurking,
the brother evil, incarnate,
the shame, the blame, the victims lined up and groomed,
the Irony of reading the harm less Robert Cormier "Chocolate Wars"
Assault, fear, full on evils of a secret pernicious pervading,
Then Father Alf Rivett
No hero, just real,
He arrived,
one fresh, one new breath,
Finally One Not of Their Stained Collusive Collars,
Alf was a Watcher,
A Wise Whistle Blower
Unsullied, unhurried, an observant outsider,
Was he A Hired Help? Who knows? But HE was...
who unraveled the SPC thickening plot
He came, he soar, he exposed SPC lies and spoke Truth
Thank You Mr Rivett,
for exposing The Way of That Unbearable Weighted Cross.
My patron saint, a savior, a light laugher and strong,
The Chapel Light, The Spirit Felt, The Holy Ghost Seen,
at Mulgoa,
Tree Lined, Light Bright, Unexpected, Unplanned, True Nature and Solitude,
The Mystical May Days Retreat of 1980
The Setting The Unstained Stained Glass,
Clarity, clear seeing, then within weeks
The Evil Man Left, unannounced, promoted, absconded,
he absolved and was hidden by "them" to rape again for a decade or more.
Rest in Hell brother evans, Thank NO God,
The Real Whole Holy Man Stayed,
George Street, Haymarket, Matt Talbot Hostel,
Many Homeless Street People Shown Immense Kindness,
Father Ted Noffs, Father Alf Rivett, Father Norm Ledingham, Father Bob Searl,
Some Christian, some not, some religious, some not,
for it matters not,
all one and the same, all doing their best,
all ever so Kind, kinder and kindest,
real Gentle Men, Literally, Figurately, Metaphorically, simple kindness,
(Thank YOU Dear Kylie for reminding me of that quality just Today!)
The YIN and The Yang of The Volunteers Grace,
The Light and The Dark,
Where The Evil Had No More Place,
Thank you "Burnt Norton" the purge of the scourge by TS Eliot
(Especially, Ironically, The "Dance of The Still Point")
The Poet, The Place,
The People Who Right Now Really Mattered,
To Me,
after burying My Mother's Dream at SPC
in the cold frozen winter
of 1979.
