Boughs of Plenty

Banquet and music, all things fine,

laid out, boughs of plenty,

the colour of green,

the true colour of the

season.

A wondrous year of

travel and discovery, lands

once unknown are known,

corners of darkness

are illuminated.

The Abbey is crowded with

travellers, each

with a tale to tell.

Mine is one of friendship

and gratitude, the

balm that eases things --

in the darkness dwell.

The Abbey is decked

with boughs of

plenty and gratitude.

copyright Monika Roleff 2005.