When I swim
in the sea, I am close to and surrounded by the granite boulders which are so
typical for the Cape coast. The rocks are calming the waves and make it
possible to swim in the open water.
Strange creatures of another world watching over me.
Just after sunrise it is as if they come to rest and sleep.
During the
day they are rocks, hard and solid, unmovable.
But now I
can imagine how they are alive at night, touching and rolling over each other.
Playing and splashing around in the sea. Making love in the waves.
With the first light they take up their positions like in a giant pantomime play. Frozen for thousands of days.
When I lie
on a rock in the morning sun to warm up after the swim, I can feel the subtle vibration
of a sleeping giant.
Of course,
I have the option to know that this is a piece of dead mineral formed millions
of years ago.
Or I can
experience this boulder as an aspect of the living earth just as I am an aspect
of it.
I make up time
in my mind and my time is too fast to see the boulders playing.
In the
morning twilight I can open my mind and we come closer to connect what belongs
together.
