“Your troubles are like the stones tumbling in the currents
of the sea. You have strong fire within you and it will not let anything of
lesser heat be still. This will go on, but time and the unfolding of the years
will calm your fire and the stones won’t strike so heavily on your heart.
And one day,
remember this, one day the tumbling and turning will smooth their corners. They
will become jewels, they will shine and reveal what been hidden from you. But
this is another time for you, we have no need to speak of it yet. Just for now know this: your fire is strong.
Listen to it, see how it moves you, what colours does it have and what is its
song? Now is your time to learn this. Go well.”
Then she moved
and turned her face to the sea while her eyes saw beyond the horizon. She could
hear the dreams of the whales and knew to the core of things and out again.
He sat a while
and looked to the ocean also. He saw
there green currents and the dashing of foam on stone. He saw the struggle of
the birds against the wind and could not be still. The fire in him moved and he
had to follow.
© Louise Amelia Phelps 2002
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