The Theme of Water (CTG Excerpt)

Listening to the tide ebb and flow brings a familiar and rhythmic calm for Clare. When everything else is so unpredictable in life the waves of the ocean are a constant. This is science, facts– the tide comes in, and it goes out all on a clock. This is the birthplace of all life on earth, a primordial ooze spread across a million morsels of sand, mollusks and shells which crunch under her bare feet. The earth spins at nearly one thousand miles per hour, caught in a cosmic loop sucked further along an exponentially expanding universe beyond our sun, but right here, right now the waves fall with a soft crash, sucked out again in a motion that is anything like the violence which gave birth to all of existence. Clare’s mind is loud, but here she can find quiet. Out there seagulls caw, children play at the only volume they know how, the lighthouse alerts its fog horn; a low rumble which stretches out across a cloudy grey-green sea. Clare dives in to silence. This is where Clare feels closer to god.