Friday, April 10, 2020

Good Friday in Kalk Bay

In 2016, I was fortunate enough to spend Easter in Cape Town. Late summer is a good time to visit South Africa, and that year was no exception. I stayed with dear and precious old friends who lived in the house behind this fence... a property with breathtaking views over this character-full (in all sense of the word!) village and False Bay. Here is a poem which came to me:


In Kalk Bay on Good Friday.
the boats don’t venture out-
No fishing till after
Sunday is past.

Today the sea is wild with unrest
wind lifts the waves
sea horses toss their manes.
Still, the hush of a subdued mood
reigns over the harbour.

A small world of its own.

While the greater cosmos
Waits, breath held;
While the God-on-earth
Goes through death.

We pray for a transformed fate,
New life for threatened souls;
New light for our spirits;
New hope for the earth.

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