
Gently holding
anguished fish,
haloed by
coral alveolae.
Undersea,
Underworld.
Melanie, FAS Summer School, Oxford, 28.8.2011
As I kneel before this gentle giant
I am drowning in the healing waters of his love and
compassion,
He nourishes my soul with tender fish and pearls of wisdom
I yearn for the peace and tranquility he promises as he has
'The Whole World in his Hands'.
He promises greater things if I allow myself to let go,
transcend and trust.
London, 2013
Sit still
Blue shimmer
Peaceful hold
Translucent
Sparkling colours
Moving gently
Salt sea glitter
Forever kind
Always loving
Return to mystery
Sit still
Ursula D., London 2013
The Fishes
At the very end he was helpless,
Staring out at tubes and lights,
Held in place by hard science.
The nurse brought water to wet his lips,
And he moved like a man underwater,
Like a baby, new to this world:
A pearl in soft oyster sheets,
A pink soul grown around grit.
Sophie Juneau, 27th December, 3013
Dissolve.
No holding tight as currents sway a perfect circle
molecule by molecule
particles cannot be grasped
waiting patiently
sea how they settle
Sunflower, West Sussex, 26.12.2014
A subtle heart-ache, for ‘no reason’
Runs quietly underneath my distraction,
A subterranean sea of discontent.
I hear the waves moving gently below,
And I listen to their music.
A ‘flop’ sound as the surf hits the beach
A ‘hiss’ as the tide recedes.
A ‘gurgle’ as it curls around rock-pools.
I swim out in the swell.
Here it is silent.
The busy ocean-worlds
beneath me
taking me
into my own watery silence.
Melanie, Old Warden, 26.12.2016
Into the deep there Neptune reigns
Enthroned below in blue abode
Unseen realms illusory force
Expands encircles spiraling codes
Where dreams do drown in earthly tombs
Kim S., Phoenix AZ, 27.12.2019
Ancient primordial ancestor
in otherworldly underwater Eden
on intricate coral throne
Healing hands hold beginnings and endings
in the lap of the gods
Jacqueline, 27.12.2020, online
Bring forth your passions
Behold the breath of Heaven
Karl Skellenger RN, Cleveland, Ohio
8th February 2021
Dedicated to Ron Fuller RN
[RIP 9th February 2021]
Pisces
inspired by the Twelve Days of Christmas retreat
While he holds the great wheel,
fish eternal, growth and root,
compassion and madness twine his sight,
the tender persistence of form.
A shape arises in the formless tide,
I seek forgetful solace
in the eternal sluice of the sea,
but it is new and old, never now.
Sarah Fuhro December 24-26 2021
When the sadness comes
And protection is needed
The sea is the place to reconect wth the strength
The kindness of the water,
Slowlt merge everything in a shell,
Making us as a whole,
Collecting the pieces that we lost before.
Kim Bins, Oxford 2024.
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