9: Undersea 2

“I could feel the water rushing against my cheeks,
my fingers clinging tightly to
the antler coral at the end

of my outstretched arms.

the current was strong, pullingmy body
in a desperate effort to relieve me

of my grip.

But the rush was more than just water.”

“It pulsed through me like the
life-giving source that it was
as I hung suspended
in time over the centre
of the coral bommie, only 18 feet below
the surface of the sparkling ocean waves.”