Award-winning poet and Newport local, Christopher Ringrose has given InkCloud permission to share his words. What beautiful words they are….
You are the corposant that floats
in shimmering St Elmo’s fire
upon the rigging and the masts
of my light vessel as it ploughs
the darkness of my sea’s desires.
You are my loaf of fragrant bread,
my oil, the water in my well,
the hand that goes on feeding me
through all the ordinary days –
the door to places where I dwell.
The pattern of my fingerprints
contains your spirit in its whorls
so that everything I possess
is touched by worlds beyond myself;
you are the book whose tale enthralls.
You are the trail across the plain,
the scent of pines before the coast is seen,
a ford across the troubled stream
that makes me trust the river bed
and place my feet where you have been.