A reflection on the journey to 2010

by Bernard Thorogood

 

The great conglomerate

bound together by currency flows,

oil dependency, pop culture

and instant communication,

levels all our old absolutes

except one - our cash value.

 

Gone - the honour of craftsmen

the pantheonof genius

the vision of statesmen

the moral certainties of gospel

and now a relative scale of personal taste

and momentary flair.

Yet here we know in fresh ways

the one family of humanity,

how we touch one another

across the globe on every shopping day.

We learn that old

prescriptionsdo not match the ills of technocracy.

 

Out of these ancient pages

help us, Spirit of Pentecost,

to speak in the common languages

of a world too full of people

too boastful of our skills

too shallow in our dreams

too lonely in our crowds

so that Christ may meet us and make us one.