Just Ordered a Microphone

When I was very young, I used to enjoy reading the lessons and prayers in Sunday church at boarding school. Because I was with the expat kids and army brats, often when the parents would visit we were at a loose end. So, we got to read the lessons, ring the bells etc. instead of sitting tidy with the parents. I particularly liked prayers because I got to sit at a lectern facing the same way as the audience. No eye to eye contact. This is when “Saint Francis” spoke to my heart, metaphorically speaking. This is a part of my philosophy toward life, particularly the last bit.

Seigneur, faites de moi un instrument de votre paix.
Là où il y a de la haine, que je mette l’amour.
Là où il y a l’offense, que je mette le pardon.
Là où il y a la discorde, que je mette l’union.
Là où il y a l’erreur, que je mette la vérité.
Là où il y a le doute, que je mette la foi.
Là où il y a le désespoir, que je mette l’espérance.
Là où il y a les ténèbres, que je mette votre lumière.
Là où il y a la tristesse, que je mette la joie.

Ô Maître, que je ne cherche pas tant à être consolé qu’à consoler, à être compris qu’à comprendre, à être aimé qu’à aimer, car c’est en donnant qu’on reçoit, c’est en s’oubliant qu’on trouve, c’est en pardonnant qu’on est pardonné, c’est en mourant qu’on ressuscite à l’éternelle vie.

I have been over the years asked to read out loud for others, especially poetry and occasionally by Americans.

I have been toying with the idea of reading some of my own work out loud and practising my for want of a better word “oratory”. Written word can only convey so much meaning, emphasis is the icing on the cake. It might help me to listen to my own attempts in French as well.

It is time to start chanting again and for that I will need something between my lungs and the microphone.

Soon enough there could be some text and sound here at Trou and Dour…

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