Freda is our resident poet here at The Lawns Care Home and we were delighted when she shared one of her poems with us. Titled ‘May Pilgrimage’, Freda was inspired to write it following a visit to Scargill while on a pilgrimage with her church in 2002.
Freda, who used to teach English and French, and loves writing poetry, said: “When I wondered how to sum up the week at Scargill, words from William Wordsworth’s 'Daffodils' came to mind, “That inward eye which is the bliss of solitude”.
Wordsworth stored his memories bright
To cheer the dark hours of the night
What images will stay with me?
What pictures will my mind’s eye see?
Green hills dappled with low cloud shadows,
Primrose and blossom in emerald meadows,
Carpets of bluebells in song-filled wood,
Rushing torrents of rivers near flood,
Crags with cascading waterfalls,
Mile upon mile of dry stone walls,
Stone of cathedral carved and strong,
Stones of the abbey scattered among,
Sheep and lambs and sweet perfumes,
Effigies and ancient tombs,
Meeting houses serene and still,
A Roman outpost high on a hill,
And overall, the abiding peace,
Of God’s presence that will never cease,
These are the pictures I will see,
When my inward eye brings them back for me.