Thursday, November 24, 2005

Feast and Joy

This camp will always bustle with throngs
of people drawn to feasts and companionship ...
not always so, elsewhere.

Our Thanksgiving table at Sakin'el
will be fairly full this year -- some guests
having no place else to go -- anymore.

I remember with the salt and honey,
the great family gatherings of yesteryear ...

based on thoughts from friend
Thomas the Hermit,CPP

I am bothered some that my Thanksgiving table
will have many vacant seats and now silent laughing voices.
Gone the thrill of a dozen simultaneous conversations …
Gone the special hug of familiar strangers (strange familiars?)…
Gone the frenzied multi-directional passing confusion
of favorite dishes and those of 'not again' disgust.
Twenty people around this special table requires
perhaps more brotherhood and tolerance than natural kindness.
What a vibrant, churning melee of unbridled friendship …


At 3:59 AM, Blogger Fran said...

I hope your Thanksgiving is as rich and rewarding as you so surely deserve, all the best, Fran

At 7:23 PM, Blogger Lois said...

I think the last part of Thomas the Hermits thoughts ring true Faucon.
As families grow and move
It seems the reason of getting together
Change as children become adults
Birth their own broods
And we in older years
Look on and wish for times
when simpler gatherings
took place without the need
for expensive gifts and endless wrapping paper..
Oh I oft long for those
Christmas times in camping grounds'
When small gifts were hidden under camp stretches
And children made presents from shells and flotsom
And matchbox covers came studded with sand and coloured glass.

Oh I must stop before I cry.

Lois (Muse of the Sea) 25/11/05


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