Skating requires excellent balance
Two thin blades carving frozen water spell
Doom or delight during this chilly dance
How thin the margin ‘twixt heaven and hell!
Ministers move along that difference
Stern and severe as they might seem to be
Whence we have come, and how we travel hence
They claim to know, but their skating we see
A frozen loch, a grey, mountain touched sky
A dark dancer, pirouetting on blades
His flashing feet are swift, none can deny
Oddly beautiful are his escapades
Performing tricks on a surface quite thin
The minister lauds holiness, scorns sin
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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