August 31, 2009

We go to the beach every weekend, or at least that has been the routine for the summer of 2009. I went to the beach every summer throughout my childhood, and I loved it! But then I missed it for many years… I mean really missed it! I always treasured everything about the beach experience, including those details which some people complain about. I relish the feeling of sand on my skin, under my feet, the salty air, the sounds, the wildlife, and of course the water, the waves. It is a part of my life again and while there this past weekend, I was reminded of this poem...

“On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.
A vast similitude interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets,
All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,
All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe,
All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,”

~Walt Whitman