tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3256464617490409883.post3992842562566818838..comments2023-02-05T09:27:22.109+01:00Comments on Me and Germany: On The Second Day Of Fall I Went Looking For A Sheep Emma http://www.blogger.com/profile/03784985746736849891noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3256464617490409883.post-84539710144250460572012-09-23T04:20:34.873+02:002012-09-23T04:20:34.873+02:00So good to see you taking photos again!! You were ...So good to see you taking photos again!! You were always so good at it, even when you were 6!! And for you to put it together with your prose is lovely beyond compare. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. I am missing you!<br />So, we just returned from B.C. where we "sailed" on Roger's new boat (www.lnvt.org/hull-71) into some spectacular Fjords (Jervis Inlet and Princess Louisa INlet). Here is a poem written by Roger's son George. I asked him to attempt to write about an experience of viewing stars reflected in the water with phosphorescence beneath that we had together. It was so breathtaking I could not imagine trying to capture it with words. George did!<br /><br />wrote it while we were on our way out of Jervis Inlet:<br /><br />Pushing Out Moonlight Bits<br />By George Lee<br /><br />These words,<br />Written by the light of the sun,<br />Are a world away,<br /> their hands reaching<br /> to grab last night's memory<br /> now burning away like fog.<br /><br />High in the north,<br />Under miles of invisible glaciers,<br /> elapsed time,<br /> and the starry dragon,<br /> scorpion,<br /> and bull,<br />I stood.<br /> Between the watery depths,<br /> and the starry heavens,<br /> in our earthly purgatory,<br /> staring at both my companions,<br /> present on the surface of the sea.<br />Then, I was not alone.<br /> a school of fish,<br /> like shooting stars the size of the moon,<br /> pushed a billion bits of moonlight,<br /> out of a floating city of plankton.<br />Mixing reflected stars, <br /> streaks of bio-luminescent green,<br /> darting everywhere so deep,<br /> it pulled me down,<br /> into Neptune,<br /> and dreams,<br /> and the starry dragon above<br /> where<br /> they all<br /> met,<br />amidst moonlight bits and tribes of fish.<br />And then,<br /> my earthly purgatory,<br /> was exposed as deception.<br />Instead,<br /> I felt stars,<br /> fish,<br /> moonlight plankton cities,<br /> and heaven, earth, the deep,<br /> and me.<br />Mix.<br />And a scream,<br /> a jolt,<br /> a current,<br /> of truth pulsed through me.<br /><br />Now, as this ink dries in the morning sun,<br /> clarity burns off to dream,<br /> but hides in the safety of my eel grass letters.<br />Forever safe,<br /> floating in between the blades of words,<br /> on this grassy patch of paper.<br /><br />Sending love and hugs!<br />JeffreyCap'n Fishstixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18268522736414123634noreply@blogger.com