Sunday, February 16, 2014

Ruins on a hill

The temple, a ruin, stands
stark, still, at the top
of the hill, gazing
down at the ocean
below. A small affair,
it lacks the majesty
and presence of Diana
or Athena or Aphrodite,
or Zeus, or the Coliseum
or the Forum. Instead,
its intimacy invites presence
and attendance, the broken
columns offering an embrace.
The floor’s eroded mosaic
still bears the outline
of a fish.

Photograph by Graham Ridgewell via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.


Maureen said...

That tiny detail at the end is perfect.

Anonymous said...

as if i was there
blue ocean
sun warmed stone
the quiet presence
that comes
through brokenness

Martha Jane Orlando said...

"It's intimacy invites presence and attendance . . ." So reminded me how Jesus invites into His quiet, soothing presence where He will heal our brokenness.
Beautiful, Glynn!