'Some say they feel the unity; others, it does not ‘work’ for them...' Photo: by Chris Montgomery on Unsplash
Meeting for Zooming
Poem by John Lampen
The screens reflected in their eyes,
each sits in a familiar room,
Friends – silent, chatty, busy, wise –
united by the Quaker Zoom.
The hidden pathways of the air
disseminate the thoughtful faces
potentially to everywhere,
to other times and different spaces.
Some say they feel the unity;
others, it does not ‘work’ for them;
but scientific mystery
is no more odd, I say, than when
we gather in the Meeting house
and grace connects us each to each
and, silent and unseen, allows
the Light to comfort, bind and teach.