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Isobel Cunningham has published short fiction and poetry. Her book, Northern Compass is available on Amazon. She was born in Wales but Montreal is her adopted home. She speaks French, Modern Greek ( it’s a fun story) and a little Spanish…oh, English too, of course. She welcomes comments on her blog and looks forward to chatting with you over cyber-space.

In the midst of death

we are in life

Here a forest comes down to the shore. The forest is alive and also dying all the time. Life is being nourished by dead organisms all around me.

Dead mother trees

nourish new saplings. Moss is everywhere

and so are ferns.

When I go on my usual walk beside the shallow but swift-flowing Oyster River, I am acutely aware of how it surrenders, is overcome by what seems like a minor arm of salt water, a still sound with no great waves or huge tides. It remains, however, part of the Pacific Ocean. That seems hardly believable to me. On the west side of the Island, in the town of Tofino, for example, people look out to the vastness of the biggest ocean on earth. On “ our” side we are protected by the sight of ranges of mountains on the mainland, just over the water.

It feels like I could swim across

But back to the life and death theme…one feeds the other, right?

Every day I see something like this

It makes me realize the vastness of things and, I know it sounds corny, the interconnected feeling of nature all around me. Somehow, I don’t get that feeling in Montreal.

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One response to “In the midst of death”

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    Masha

    What a gift to be able to experience God’s world outside the confines of the city! The images fill your soul like a bank account that you can later access once back in the “real” world.

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