After gathering for prayer down to the Abbey we’d get
But with a lot of wind and rain everybody was wet,
We entered St. Columba’s shrine to pray for the four
Who had not managed to climb the hill the day before.
Then we toured the abbey and the museum in back,
And in St. Michael’s Chapel, all pilgrims then sat,
And wrote their own version of Psalm 23,
Then to have a light and late lunch we’d all agree
Before our big dinner party tonight with John and Rachel his wife,
And our new friend Joan who’s been a Benedictine most of her life,
And the workers from the hostel, Celine and Antoine,
And Kristof the policeman, who tomorrow would be gone.