Si Anthony - Frail Plasma (Worcester Cathedral Roof Visit)  

Poetry Owen Watson
Music & Recording Simon Anthony Higgs
Christmas 2018. Shot on an old Samsung. During my stint as an organ tuner assistant, I was blessed and honoured to experience the roof of Worcester Cathedral.
David made sure I didn’t slip off the precipice and also gave some interesting insights into how the upper building has remained in tact over hundreds of years.
Frail Plasma
No one knows precisely
When the red stuff first appeared.
Was it always on its way?
Some Divine transfusion?
Or did it just evolve, from primeval confusion?
Firegod, melting rocking blood red inferno
Thunderbolts raining from the sky
Deep tormented flows of molten magma show plain
The painful pathways of desire
That led from Prometheus
Stolen Fire to the suffering world
Of frail plasma
All flesh is grass
And if the world had thus remained
Since then, a gentler race of green men
Might just well have reigned
That the world was made flesh
It just had to be so.