Follow in Their Footsteps

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There is a time when you must let go…when memories will give strength…and tears courage.  Friendship endures.

“Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.”

Aristophanes (448 – 380 BC) Greece

A September Walk

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September is my favourite month.  There is energy, freshness in the breeze as I walk on Vancouver’s famous Seawall.  On a clear September morning, I can see the water touch the mountains.

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“Men go back to the mountains, as they go back to sailing ships at sea, because in the mountains and on the sea they must face up.”   Henry David Thoreau

 

 

Sail Away

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With the sun high in the heavens, and a gently chilled wind at our back, we sailed to Bowen Island, British Columbia.  As I looked across the glittering water, I remembered a poem from high school:  The Secret of the Sea by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.  I have included a few lines….

Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic legends,
All my dreams, come back to me.

In each sail that skims the horizon,
In each landward-blowing breeze,
I behold that stately galley,
Hear those mournful melodies;

Till my soul is full of longing
For the secret of the sea,
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me.