On the Prospect of Not Celebrating Easter this Year


On the Prospect of Not Celebrating Easter this Year

Will Christ not rise again

This year

For us?


Is he in fact


Dying among us?

In those succumbed

To COVID-19.


Or is he



Is he in the tomb

With us?

Quarantined from life

Before rising

Infected and decaying

With the virulence

Of toxins?

Of needy-greedy panic

Grabs at shopping shelves?

As panicked voices

Constantly ask questions

What about this?

Or that?

What now?

What now indeed.


Will there be no people

As the body of Christ

Holding their candles

Light in the Lord?

Signs that Christ

Has risen

And shines

In us and

Among us?


Or are we consigned

To private piety,

In our own place,

So foreign

To genuine faith

That seeks to hold us together

As parts of the body

Of the Risen Lord?

What of this distant,



Dying alone

In the dark

And waiting

In the tomb?


When will we rise?

When shall we hear?

Magdalene’s cry:

“I have seen

The Lord!

And heard his voice!



Simon C.J. Falk 21 March 2020


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#WATWB September 2019 Australian children make solar powered lights to help kids in PNG

Welcome to the We Are The World Blogfest #WATWB for September 2019. Due many commitments by our team of volunteers, we are beginning with less than the usual co-hosts for this month.

Sylvia Stein, Eric Lahti, Shilpa Garg, and Lizbeth Hartz.

Please visit our co-hosts and any other #WATWB posts that you are drawn to.

My post for this month is not from one of the flashy commercial news networks. Nor does it feature countries that are considered major players on the stage that influences the world. But, it is good news.



Photo Source: Solar buddy youtube via SBS News Australia.

Australian children are making solar powered lights so that children in Papua New Guinea can have light to do their school homework and similar things. Along with Greta Thunberg it seems that more young people are teaching us about care for each other in a way that cares for the environment as well.

I’m so pleased that SBS News Australia have brought this audio story to my attention as I was simply listening while at lunch. As the SBS story reports, some of the Papua New Guinea children are doing their homework by old kerosene lights! Not only are they old technology, but they are toxic, potentially unsafe and not the best source of light. Here are Australian children making lights that are solar powered and having them sent across to Papua New Guinea. That is being a good neighbour.

The link to the audio is in the paragraph above.

Now, some tasters from the written article

Thirty-eight per cent of children under the age of eight in PNG can’t read or write, while 1.4 billion people from around the world don’t have access to reliable electricity.

Students from the Holy Cross Primary School, in Sydney’s east, are among 55 schools participating in a program hoping to curb those numbers.

The program allows students to build solar-powered lights which are later sent overseas to children living in remote communities.

Julia Savage, 12, said she couldn’t imagine life without electricity.

“I think it would feel really weird,” she told SBS News. 

“I’ve become so used to using electronics – it’s kind of normalised – but if I was living in Papua New Guinea I’d find it quite hard.”

The initiative is being led by Australian charities Solar Buddy and Origin Foundation.

Origin Foundation’s Emma Barton said the lights can also have economic and health benefits for people living in isolated regions.

“A lot of people are relying on kerosene lamps, candles and wood,” she said.

“It’s bad for their health, it’s bad for the environment and it’s costing a fortune.

“About 40 per cent of the household income is going towards those types of fuels.”

You can also read more.

Giving light to someone can be a way to open adventure to them.  Such things are hinted in this excerpt of a poem.

Sometimes, When the Light


Sometimes, when the light strikes at odd angles 

and pulls you back into childhood

and you are passing a crumbling mansion 

completely hidden behind old willows

or an empty convent guarded by hemlocks 

and giant firs standing hip to hip,
Full poem, courtesy of the Poetry Foundation here.



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#Light and #Peace

Light and Peace


at first.

It flickers

at intervals.

We think,

or agonise,


it has gone



we each have

a light.

It shines in us


out of us.

When we embrace

the light,

hold it,

its rays


and refract

through the dark


of our being.

Because we see

that light,

and our darkness,

we bear

an illumining


to sense

the light

and darkness

in each other.

And so

the light

in me

sees the light

in you,

and through

the marvellous


we then renew.

That light looks:

Like coins cascading

in a tip tray

on a barista’s bad day.

Like the firm arm

around the flailing swimmer

writhing in a rip,

while the other arm

cuts the breakers

towards the steady shore.

Like the college mate

sitting on a step,

to read the essay

of his neighbour,

Who’d come abroad

only six months

before that day.

Like the devoted spouse

visiting daily

the love of their life,

who no longer

recognises the face

before their own eyes.

We see

the light

the dark,

in each other’s heart,


in that light,


we find peace.



Simon C.J. Falk 4 February 2017




One word writings – be they books, stories, or poems – seem to attract our attention.  I recall seeing some titled “salt”, “colour”.  Might it be the spareness of expression?  Perhaps?  It may invite us further into the beautiful mystery before us.  This one is light.



Shining ahead

Illumining the road

Showing a way

Warming the face

Kindling the heart

Rising before

Adorning our way.

Simon C.J. Falk 15 June 2015

Technology Fail!

Technology Fail!

We all have those moments when we fail.  Later on we see the funny side of the experience.  What I saw in the night light was truly beautiful.  But it remains only in the memory.   Our cultural compulsion to capture the rapture was unfulfilled.   Perhaps I was being taught to savour the moment and to not focus on recording it for posterity.  I’ve attached the dodgy photos for the ‘cringe factor’.


Technology Fail!

On a recent rainy night,

A glow of vibrant orange streetlight



The leafy canopy

Of a rain-soaked tree.


Strained through

The dropping drizzle,


The amber-esque event.

Exquisite moment

In the night light.

Like any haplessly compulsive modern:

Have smartphone

Will have pic!



Technology fail.

The photo was…

A blur of mist.


I convey

A moment in memory

No longer for display.


Simon C.J Falk                  9 April 2015

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