Taize, a reflection — Lynne Roberts, Australia

Lofty, cavernous space

Warm, earth-toned candlelight

enfolding me in its womb.


Nothing can harm you


A suggestion of incense

Soft, background chanting

hinting at generations past and to come.

Vast eternal community gathered in microcosm.


Come and pray in us, Holy Spirit


Majestic windows

drawing my soul upwards

on the rising cadence of  spoken word and canon.




Soft petitions breathed into the stillness,

lights extinguished.


Our darkness is never darkness in your sight


Silence, rich and full

descending in our souls.


My peace I give you


©  Lynne Roberts  2006

Lynne writes: ‘Inspired by my attendance at Taize services.  The italicised words are the names of specific chants and the poem itself is structured along the lines of the order of service.’

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