Sea and sky

A week ago, I was in the tropics, enjoying the ocean, the rain forest, the island. flower
I took my first ever ride on a jet ski; we saw sea turtles, swimming fast and deep, glinting green. I thought about the petroglyphs in the caves we had visited the day before, that spoke of our ancestors’ deep appreciation of these dinosaur-descended, unmissable links between Creation, Evolution, and ourselves; if one is inclined to see them in such terms.

arecibo-observatoryThe previous day, our car had clambered us into the midst of the karst hills, to find hidden in the heights not only ancient caverns, but the largest radio telescope of the twentieth-century race to explore space. Evolution, it may seem, breeds within itself dissatisfaction with the status quo: we want more.

It is a truism that we make God in our own image: but do we look within, for the seeds of our being, or without, to developments as yet beyond our imagination? Did our ancestors reverence the sun, or the sea turtle, searching for signs of alien life, for the Other, which is God?

sky

Underneath it all, girding the sea with grace,
green beneath the surface, quick and gone, keeping
the secret of an epoch-old understanding, creature
to Creator, unevolved, unchanging, suspended in salt-water

Above the firmament, stars turn, burn out: which
will we worship; turning God into our highest reach,

or deep within the womb of the world,
resting in unbroken waters?

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