Elidius walks in the water, ankle deep.
“You see,” he says now, some time on, “I am
a man like you. That’s all. I am not God.
Not even his beloved son. A man.
I cannot put by the way that Nature works.
We are all part of its kind. Let us pray.”
That moment, however, we wondered faintly
why he was paddling in the sea, shouting
whatever it was. I have read it since.
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Lawrence Upton
Visiting Fellow, Music Dept,
Goldsmiths, University of London
New Cross, London SE14 6NW
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