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Across the bog and standing stone

A richly colored stained-glass window in Celtic style. At the center stands a tall stone high cross adorned with intricate knotwork, set against rolling green hills, a rising golden sun, and a blue lake. Golden gorse flowers bloom among grey stones in the foreground, while a curlew flies across the sky. Two cloaked pilgrims walk along a winding path toward the cross. A river curves through the landscape, with a fish leaping from the water near a small stone chapel. At the bottom, two hands clasp in a gesture of unity beside a heart-shaped Celtic knot. The entire scene is framed with interwoven Celtic patterns in deep greens, blues, golds, and warm amber tones.

Inspired by the Bible Gateway Verse of the Day —

“There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear:
because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.

1 John 4:18, Authorised Version.

This hymn sets that promise within the ancient landscape of Celtic faith. Across bog and standing stone, beneath mist-veiled hills and circling high crosses, it proclaims a Love both fierce and tender, older than fear and stronger than dread.

For the NeuroDivine community, this is more than poetry; it is assurance. Perfect Love does not erase our complexity—it meets us within it, steady as stone, flowing as river, casting out fear and calling us home.

Across the bog and standing stone,
through mist that veils the hill,
a love moves deep—not ours alone —
that bids all dread be still.
The high cross guards the ancient ground
where saints once knelt to pray;
its circled arms, unbroken round,
have held our fear at bay.

Where gorse blooms gold on Burren grey
and curlews cry at dawn,
Love speaks the word that drives away
the dark we lean upon.
No torment lives where Love has come
to walk the pilgrim's road;
through rain-soaked glen and holy drum,
Love bears the heavy load.

As rivers carve through stone and peat
and find the waiting sea,
so perfect Love, both fierce and sweet,
casts out what frightens me.
The knotwork turns and has no end,
like mercy—old, yet new;
O fear, you have no dwelling here—
in Love alone we dwell.

Words © 2026 Michael McFarland Campbell. Suggested tune: Kingsfold DCM.
A richly colored stained-glass window in Celtic style. At the center stands a tall stone high cross adorned with intricate knotwork, set against rolling green hills, a rising golden sun, and a blue lake. Golden gorse flowers bloom among grey stones in the foreground, while a curlew flies across the sky. Two cloaked pilgrims walk along a winding path toward the cross. A river curves through the landscape, with a fish leaping from the water near a small stone chapel. At the bottom, two hands clasp in a gesture of unity beside a heart-shaped Celtic knot. The entire scene is framed with interwoven Celtic patterns in deep greens, blues, golds, and warm amber tones.
A richly colored stained-glass window in Celtic style. At the center stands a tall stone high cross adorned with intricate knotwork, set against rolling green hills, a rising golden sun, and a blue lake. Golden gorse flowers bloom among grey stones in the foreground, while a curlew flies across the sky. Two cloaked pilgrims walk along a winding path toward the cross. A river curves through the landscape, with a fish leaping from the water near a small stone chapel. At the bottom, two hands clasp in a gesture of unity beside a heart-shaped Celtic knot. The entire scene is framed with interwoven Celtic patterns in deep greens, blues, golds, and warm amber tones.
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Michael McFarland Campbell

Michael McFarland Campbell is a neurodivergent liturgical writer, organist, and storyteller living with chronic illness and fierce compassion. Rooted in Benedictine spirituality, his work transforms everyday routines—dialysis, knitting, walking, pain management—into sacred reflections. Through humour, advocacy, and creative care, he uplifts the dignity of the misunderstood and inspires inclusive acts of hope, connection, and healing.

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    A perfect tune for these words and feelings.

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