There is a chasm between birth and being
where stuff falls, collects and,
hidden by the distance and the dark,
smoulders, sending up smoke, ciphers
breathed in the language of the unborn
and forgotten, known only to their God.

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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5 Responses to Between

  1. Karen Gillooly says:

    Wow, Rosalind this is beautiful.

  2. Reblogged this on Oratione Communi and commented:
    Wow! What a powerful poem. Thanks for this, Rosalind.

  3. ~Felicia~ says:

    Beautiful… I just made a smoke signals web theme!

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