Hopewell Psalm



I watched and watched

till the light got white

and my bum got numb

as the sun rose over Kenepuru Sound

while a shag fished

a stingray cruised

bellbirds chatted

and the air hung gentle over the water.


I hardly dared to breathe

with the beauty of the Lord

in ever moving reflection

in these ripples

ever constant, ever changing

in these rocks and trees and tides.


O my eyes, look, notice

O my ears, open to hear

O my heart, receive this

drink it deep into your bones

and hold the knowledge

that at every moment of every day

in every millennia

somewhere in the world

the sun rises dancing across the water.


(Hopewell Lodge in Kenepuru Sound)