Sirens, sharks and sharp rocks threaten shipwreck;
gentle waves promise peace;
but water bends light, re-shaping and re-sizing,
scattering and re-collecting the things that lie below.
Playful, silvery creatures flash by in shoals,
some tame enough to eat from your hand.
Some have teeth and poison fins, and we cage ourselves in
and block our ears when they batter the bars.
Depth-distorted, sunken cities of calcified coral
build new and intricate structures,
the ghosts of spires, homes and hamlets,
and the current disturbs their clarity and drifts us away.
About Rosalind C Hughes
Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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