One of my nieces graduated yesterday from Glasgow University, a beautiful young woman now independent from the hallowed halls of a structure of sublime architecture. My camera phone does not do the cloisters justice but I hope my words may. There were tears of pride and happiness as the 100 or so new graduates from the Veterinary School took their Hippocratic Oath and tears of familial love as the sworn-in veterinarians applauded their family and those who had guided their path for their five years of study. It was very moving. I slept for 10 hours straight when I came home!
Under shelter’d walkway ’round the courtyard of my soul,
In custom-built protection I may stroll
Some time or two, meandering in seclusion,
In contemplating fragments of the whole.
Colonnades supporting covered arches, portico to all that lies beyond,
Finger’d thoughts meander deftly, softly, touching swaying ferns and synapse’d fronds,
Face uplifted to the filter’d breezes,
Spirit sails on sun-streaked golden pond.
Arcade where columns peak to vaulted vantage, background buzz of bees and dulcet drone,
Nestled hemisphere of hermit’s haven, causes sought beneath a hallow’d dome
Where intersections advocate for essence,
Intercede and plead my way back home.
In teardrops’ rain a moment of calm capture, the briefest sort of pleasant reverie,
Infused prayer, exhaled from central solstice, length of one, eternal brevity,
Whose hush of rapid rapture leaves me breathless,
Gasping for source-poured liquidity.
In quiet cloisters fit for pensive purpose, open galleries portray their ancient frames,
Past and present catch up to the future, in cathedral’s mind where echoes may be tamed,
Till tumult teems again ‘mid errant pedestrian,
But solace sought in silent space still reigns.
Rebecca’s graduation coincided with her dad’s – my brother – 34 years ago and the Independence Day celebrated by Americans everywhere. I hope your day of gratitude for liberation was as special as that of my niece’s. I hope your future shines from cloistered thought.