Mel Winnel, Emily West, Barbara Roddenby (& Justin)
The Salvation Army's Sydney Streetlevel Mission has many opportunities for people to engage and share in life together. Located at the corner of Albion Street and Derby Lane, Streetlevel is a place of hope, healing and restoration, where members of the community are invited to visit, connect and offer support. Opening hours are Monday to Friday from 9.30am to 3.30pm. There are laundry, shower and lockers available, a foodmarket, financial counselling, case management and an op shop. There is breakfast, tea and coffee available at the cafe, as well as $2 lunch served from 12pm weekdays and a free Community Connect Lunch served every Thursday from 12pm.
See Barbara's complete contribution to Village Voices below:
Relatively simple is a life
And really small of much strife
But we ask: How do you see us?
It doesn't really matter!
We find our simple place today
When we say: we know we'll stay!
Eloquent, effusive play
A market, dance and act is here!
Relevant to all our lives
Is a happy and a friendly way
So just give us as a happy today.
All together or all alone.
This is the place we all call home
Children off to ballet classes
Or watching telly all alone
Recollections and no more to roam
This is the place that is our home.
Children running up and down
Joy and holidays abounds
Here is a happy place
With no more thought of place to space
Recollections all the while
Bring a little smile
One is here and rests at last
After a pace of life and work
It doesn't matter what is your past?
You're here and settled down
Now, two four six and wait?!
We're here and home.
See Justin's complete contribution to Village Voices below:
Open the doors to the hills
A lifestyle of busy aromas
A local home
A spell of social token
A secret to her heart
Lost is found in a gentle pass
Through a wide strawberry meadow
See Emily's complete contribution to Village Voices below:
Walking in pairs
Pets, partners or protectors
Avoiding the eyes of those around
The contrast outwardly seen longings
But inside the same constant
Anything clings to the emptiness
Trying to be filled
Routine mixed with new things
Constant consuming but left empty
Lonely in the crowds
Bags are filled, life is carried around
In an instant all is lost
Skin and bones and a spirit soul
we are all the same
Sirens, engines, dings, dangs and dongs
The loudness almost brings deafness
Lines cross paths
those with lots and those with few
all living up to grab their morning brew
Working, walking, sitting, talking
You get all sorts out here
Will you stay in there?
See Mel's complete contribution to Village Voices below:
Many small homes, many individuals
Once outside creates a rich fabric
Differences woven through with colour
Well worn, many marks from
celebration and sorrow
[Providing cover and warmth for all]