Sea of Galilee

Flanked by high Golan,
Against the Syrian dawn,
You mirror Galilean hills,
And mingle with the Jordan
As it bides with you awhile.

Still lapping Caesar’s quay
And green Kinneret’s plain,
Your waters carry Ephraim again,
recalling Simon and his friends.

Now like Roman glass,
In colour as in mood;
Now wind-whipped,
As when He calmed you from the boat,
You remember much.

But most of all you sing of Him
And what He had to say.

David Andrews-Brown is an English freelance writer and broadcaster with extensive media experience in The Netherlands, South Africa, and Israel. At the end of 2011 he returned to France following 18 months in Jerusalem as a video journalist, narrator and translator with the Franciscan Media Center (now the Christian Media Center).

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