
Angelic voices
Clearing skies reveal the sun
Silent sheep await
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Angelic voices
Clearing skies reveal the sun
Silent sheep await
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Ascension begins
Rising to justice and peace
Replacing the slate
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
In a dust-clouded paddock, a summer stallion,Not midnight black but deepest brown,Rolled one eye, expressive and defiant,Cautiously curious and determined to be dominant.Tendering my trembling fingers, openPalm of one hand in silent supplication,I kept the other in my jacket,Shuffling cubes of sugar in a pocket,Relishing the sweet sting of anticipation.Startled and skittering from a sudden […]
On First Encountering a Stallion — writing in north norfolk

When the world breaks down,
when I grasp at something solid
and I see it fall
as dust from my hand —
I still have you
Some call you faith,
a little voice inside saying
“you’re watching a movie”,
that nothing is real
or what it seems,
while all the time I sense darkness
descending, closing in
So please stay close
and assure me,
be my inner solidity
and remove this misery;
tell me that all shall be well —
all shall be well
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Inspired by: ‘all shall be well, all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well,’
Julian of Norwich, from ‘Revelations of Divine Love‘