... There but for the Grace of God go I...

Journey


A never-ending circle of thought
Where silent scenes are executed.
Invariable themes confuse and delight.
Obscure the desire to change course

Spirited along a preserved path:
Fate signposts.
To comprehend for a moment: Life's
Serene Ambience.

Wait and contemplate the diverse
Hues assembled
There are many moods yet to know
That will perplex and subdue.

To be irredeemably lost
But not forgotten.
Absorbed into the metallic dusk
Where the Fearless tread.


26th January 1994.



Monet's tenderly painted Water-Lilies... even the onset of his blindness, did not blind him to the truth of the Universe... unlike other's!


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When my siblings and I were little, (between 7-10 years of age) my parents would take us to Mencap's hut about 2 miles from our home and dump us there every Wednesday night to do our duty, which was to be able to comprehend other's difficulties, share any spare toys we had no use for and most of all in my Mother's words, 'to gain compassion towards others'.

The 'HUT' for Mencap, was where children, adults could paint, or play table tennis or have a small disco with real lights. Naturally the older ones fell in love. The carers would look nervous given that they felt that the nature of the condition required a certain level of emotional maturity, and there was always a chance that couples with the innocence of cherubs but raging hormones, would abscond off to the fields behind the hut...

When they (the lover's) gave each other a hand painted picture it would be look like 'Monet' to me, swirls of colour and often flowers being the theme...since they composed of mainly just a few colours... So when I was growing up, I always assumed that Monet was a previous MENCAP attendee! It was only when I was much older, that I understood about his cataracts...


Years later when my brother was first learning to be a Deejay... He is proud to say to this day, that his first gig was MENCAP's HUT.... in Slough... I love the people who I know there, they are reflections of the same human condition the world over... each of us working through our destiny.



... by Xsapph