“Mediaeval Meditation, Anybody?”

I went on a Mediaeval Meditation Course when I was younger.

Obviously It was when I was younger – I am older now.

Gregorian chanting ruled the day;

we sang along in a plain, songy way.

In dingy dungeons – for ambience – we killed off all semblance of a pure silence;

rising and falling as the mood of the mode took us,

tailing off a moment too late, and not a moment too soon.

We howled at the Moon –

as you do –

and our voices reached out for sympathy,

or empathy,

or just a taste of freedom.

Seldom have been heard

such abuses of the song-sung word.

I shall return again one day,

unless the town council still have their say.

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