The Man in the Noon

I rode Pegasus all morn,
Could have ridden all day,
Instead at noon
We gently come in to graze.

Emma said the Lord of the Manor
Will say unto you, “Work for me
You’ll be fed from my dovecote
Eggs and young fledglings that coo.”

Emma taught me to reply,
“You’ll not want me to work for you.
I’ve been sent to release the dove,
It is what I am called to do.”

I’ve broken into the dovecote,
Picked up the fluffy fledgling,
The one nearly ready for flight,
’tis now in my jacket, peeking out.

Now I throw the young dove
Up into the air.
Up towards the sun.
Squinting, I see it fly.

I call out at the top of my lungs,
If you don’t shoot for the stars
You’ll not land on the moon.
If you don’t land on the moon,

You will not see the whole earth,
So blue and beautiful,
So full of God’s people.
Hold it all in your heart.

Then ride a moon beam back
To perch on Pegasus’ head.
He’ll snort with delight,
Now you coo and I’ll begin to pray,

This noon
I stop
I put down
All I do.

The offering of my work
Is to you, God,
And to my love,
And to all your children too.

Thanks be to God
Who gave me life.
I love the people of this earth,
I’m sorry I judge them so.

Now I call out their names to you.
God, help us, hug us
With our demons
Whom we deny.

Then in your arms
We will know
We’re already loved,
Forgiven, renewed.

Come Pegasus
Did you graze well?
Your new friend the dove
Will guide us seeking.

It is time to fly,
Fluffy fledglings to find,
We’ll go
’till the sun starts to hide.