Sanctuary and Memory.

Throw another log on the blazing fire

Fill your glass with whatever you desire

Come gather all around this old fireplace

This home, this sanctuary, this sacred space

Exchanging stories of bygone years

Sharing memories of laughter and tears

Of Christmas past and our childhood days

Some half forgotten memories, in the smoky haze.

Dancing flames flicker, then rise and fall

Leaping at the darkness, casting shadows on the wall

Crackling wood, devoured by flame

To rekindle a long forgotten name 

Or to reveal a lost and forgotten face 

To live again, just for a moment, in this place

From the glowing embers of Sanctuary 

Sparks to life, such precious memory,

C Denis Murphy 20 December 2019