Covenant

Your heart stores up memories

Does it not?

And so does mine

I remember when I caught

The blood

Instead of wine

I could do anything

At that moment

I could move mountains

Make the sun always shine

I could give you life everlasting

So you would always be mine

But you left me

And my fearful gift

Left me with my broken promises

And unending sorrow

Always wondering

Why you left me behind

But now I know

I have worked it out

I am your hope

For those where it has run out

I am your love

Your endless covenant

Bound together

With the divine

 

 

This is only the second time I have taken this particular Grail cup out with me on a shoot. I have had it for quite a while in my possession, but have not felt until now that I had found the right church or churchyard setting for it. Previously, I had taken it out into the landscape and photographed it surrounded by snowdrops. However, I have been to a different church recently, although still in Sussex, at the village of Ripe. The Grail and I seemed to make wonderful connections here; the Grail, the churchyard, the tomb and the camera and my constant quest.

 

To see more of my images and poetry have a look at my website:

 

www.shelleyturnerpoetpix.com

 

 

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