In The Souk At Enniskerry

The summer heat and sipping lemonade,
with ice cream at the shade,
in the shadow of the café,
on the square, in the souk, of Enniskerry.
The cool descends from Glencree gentle hill breeze,
at bikers rest,
sipping slow, the coolant, at the well,
the climbs reward.
As Christ at Sychar made miracle
in his conversation with the woman of Samaria.
In the heat of the day the cool beckons at the souk
in Enniskerry, the holy pagoda at St. Marys,
where morning praise is raised.
Like Abraham,
at the oaks of Mamre, greet the three angels,
with water cool from desert heat,
‘as I came down from Lebanon’.
Visitors gather at the village well, the town gates,
in the desert sun.
God, we are told in holy writ,
walked in the garden,
in the cool of the evening.

Caught by the heat he asked for a cool drink
at Sychar from the woman of outside.