sarah mcfadyen
musician & expressive painter of northern landscape and story

Let Not The Deep Swallow Me Up (1)



Let Not The Deep Swallow Me Up
This phrase is the motto of the RNLI and is the inscription on each medal issued by the institution.
A token with symbolises a life saver and bravery.
It is in fact a biblical reference taken from psalm 69.
“Let not a flood of waters overflow me, Nor let the deep swallow me up, Nor let the pit shut her mouth upon me.”
I was struck with seeing these medals and the phrase. I did not know of the biblical reference at the time.
My thoughts were with the people from The Royal Charter Storm who had sunk to the seabed with their pockets full of gold. My thoughts were with the people who had collectively made the massive holes in the ground at the copper mine of Parys Mountain and the slate quarries of Snowdonia. My thoughts were also very much in the present. Here I was on an adventure 300 miles from home with an ever increasing presence of news of a world pandemic. We were all standing on the edge of the Corona hole fearing being swallowed whole.
As The Arrows Whistled Along With The Tune
Inspired by the story of St Magnus refusing to fight against the Norman earls and their army while he was under the control of King Magnus Bare-legs at the Battle of the Menai Straits in 1098. He sat on the longship singing from his Psalter, as the arrows whistled along with the tune.








Current
I walked across the sea
Using two chairs as my stepping stones
It was easy at the shoreline
Where the water was shallow
But to be honest
I wasn’t really going anywhere.
There came a time when
I got kindo bored
Changed tack
Took to the depths
Standing on one chair
Pulling the other
Over the top
Then standing on it
And repeat.
This place is familiar
I’m sure I’ve been down
Here before
It was a bit tricky
Getting past the tangle
But once the chair legs
Had come free
The only thing left to battle with
Was the salty sea itself.
Continue your travels......

MERMAID'S PURSE

FOREVER CAST
