Two houses

After Matthew 7:24-27 

I’ve always wanted

a beach house, a home

to face the waves,

listening to the sounds

of the gulls and the sea,

embracing the sun and

the sand. Yet I have

a choice, the realtor

says, a house on the beach

or the house on the bluff

above. One has access

to the sea; one sits above

the ocean, set apart,

serenely and securely

above what happens

below. One exposes

itself to the life and

excitement of the sea;

one rests on the rock,

perhaps a bit boring,

always looking 

to the sky. The realtor

says it’s my choice.

 

Photograph by Durian Bullet via Unsplash. Used with Permission.