“Fiat” In the hush of ruined stone and lilies’ breath, He kneels—bare feet upon cracked earth, Not for conquest, nor for praise, But to bear a message older than time. She, cloaked in quiet blue, No crown, no veil, no trumpet sound— Only the steady gaze of a girl Who listens, and then says: yes . No questions. No falter. Just the unshakeable stillness of grace. And he—Gabriel— Stilled not by the words he delivered, But by the wonder of her reply. He looks upward, Bathed in the golden beam of his Master’s light, And knows: He has pleased the One who sent him.
Kevin writes from the perspective of being an Englishmen in rural Australia. His interests and activities include - but are not limited to - health - Integrative Medicine including LLLT/PBM, inclusive theology, liturgical music and choral direction, writing (fiction, poetry and opinion pieces) and the local rural community.