Sunday, 5 January 2014

What Will Remain?



Our small island has been lashed with wind and rain for a while now. The ground is sodden, rivers have burst their banks, water finds new channels for its continual movement. 






In the muted colours of our current landscape, I become aware of shapes and outlines, stirrings of wind on water, the criss-cross and blur of reflected branches. In a world where wind and water hold sway, trees topple and seedlings become castaways in emerging lakes and marshes.




Inside us, the new seeds of a new year might feel suspended - unable to take root in this watery world. What will drown or become water-logged? What will leach away as the water recedes? And what will remain, enriched by the spread and mingle of nutrient-rich sediment?