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.”