Caught in the rip

This water feels darker and more mysterious.
What is this place of faith?
We are told, “Fear not”,
yet courage is hard to locate.

As the waves buffet against us, tossing us around,
We look to the horizon, seeking comfort and hope.
We are drawn by waters,
sucking us into a story unknown,
where resistance is futile.
We learn to take indirect routes,
constantly correcting the course,
hoping to find our way to the promised goal.

As the forces around us pull and tug,
we remember what it is
to be mere feathers on the breath of God.
Yet, this breath is both comforting and enlivening.
We respond to its caress,
recognising the source of our lives.

We join our hearts to the rhythm of its breeze
and find a new pattern in the ripples.
Our paddling exposes new lines in the water.
Our casting forward creates a new wake.

(C) 2017, A.Koh-Butler

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