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And speaking of the “Empty Sea”, the following is a piece I wrote when a visit to an aquarium caused me to think for days and weeks on end about the relationship between the seen and the unseen realms.
Glass Bottom Boat
Have you come to the depths of the sea
At the ends of the deep walked about?
Job 38: 2
Heaven is a glass bottom boat,
earth, the liquid deep
where the wild aquatic pageant
bullets round in schools carving sleek lapidary waves,
or slinks past, languorous
as metal syrup.
These depths vibrate with life.
As does the boat
from which countless cloudless eyes observe
through transparent walls.
The eyes trace all creation:
pumping gill; thorny nozzle; nobby tentacle; jellied limb;
whiskered jaw; pouting lip; lavender scale; sequined skin;
peacock-feathered fin; organza glamour sleeve;
glow-orange acrobat; bloated magistrate;
swanky length of leathery ganster;
slate eye of cruising tyrant;
courtship dance; feeding frenzy. . .
From crustacean to whale carcass
reel the heaving sloshing hordes.
Microscopic , droll, massive, venomous, pure
yet rapt in the survival swim.
yet blind to the seers.
Life hugs heaven’s hull,
laps and licks its sheer bow and stern,
Creation floats by its creators’ eyes,
mouths gaping as if with song,
if but to disappear on the surface
where they join the waft
of out tide.