Many dwelling places

There was a hill covered in cloud
that resisted the imprecations of the wind
that tossed the crows about and hurried us
to shelter beneath a bare crag, eroded
by the dwelling of the centuries,
bodies it had harbored, of beast
and being alike; in its lee grew
heather the colour of a womb;
in its shadow, water carved a valley,
filled it with the bones of the mountain,
moss and green pasture, streamed on tripping
and weaving, always toward the ocean
and its intimately, earth-embracing,
endlessly hospitable horizon


“In my Father’s house there are many dwelling-places.” (John 14:2a)

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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