Seeing the light

On the carriageway out of the castle
about halfway down, the tunnel bends sharply.
They told us that a dray horse,
poorly schooled in perspective,
would find it hard to believe that
the tight, bright portal at the end of the driveway
would admit its escape.
Poor, simple soul, it would rather trust
blank walls and blind corners
than see light at the end of the tunnel.

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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1 Response to Seeing the light

  1. redgladiola says:

    Wow. I love the allegory here. Sometimes, we are that horse.

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