Low Church Minister
Adjusting his pocket watch by the pendulum clock in the hall
With its glass case of partridges and mahogany chair,
Septimus Sears, clutching his worn bible
and the “Clifton hymnal”,
Stepped out of Holly Cottage to the leaf blustering
Autumn air.
Ignoring Anglican bells, his beard ruffled
in the sharp East wind,
He remembered his calling:
“I am full of tossings to and fro”*
And turned down Church Street with his mind on the souls
of the saved and sinned
Towards the New Strict Baptist Chapel,
the Ark of his dream long ago.
*Job7:4
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