Friday, July 23, 2010

Grateful Cinquain


canoe
first people's gift
bequeathed to float us home
graceful grateful paradise still
here now

15 comments:

steven said...

i love canoes, kayaks, anything that carries me across water quietly. there's literally a skin connecting you to everything. how amazing is that! steven

Dan Gurney said...

oh, steven, yes, exactly. I had so much fun. my friend, Mike and I paddled along the Russian River near here from Monte Rio to its mouth at Jenner. We saw so many birds. The white objects in front of me on the left shore there are white pelicans, magnificent birds.

At first skin appears to be the boundary between the inner and outer worlds. Then you realize skin is full of holes and nerves and sensitivity, no more a boundary than a membrane (memBRAIN) connecting the inner and outer worlds, the nexus of connection. and yes, my canoe's skin breathes in and out as if alive with the waves. oh i love it.

Dan Gurney said...

Did I say left shore? I mean on the right shore.

steven said...

i've found that the rest of the world - birds, moose, bears, whatever - seem much more accepting of my presence when i'm in a canoe or kayak than when i arrive in something motorized. really i do! steven

Dan Gurney said...

Yes, I've found that, too. Maybe it's left-over good karma energy from the Native Americans. I know when I'm paddling I try to show regard and respect for the comfort of the animals I'm near. For example, as we went past seals hauled out on snags about a mile upstream from the mouth of the river, we would pass on the far shore of the river to avoid disturbing them.

The Pollinatrix said...

So lovely.

Dan Gurney said...

Polli.. you know, you've been there, right?

The Pollinatrix said...

Oh yes. But in a kayak, not a canoe. And I never wrote such a wonderful poem about it.

It makes my heart ache to see this photo and know I won't be there this summer. Sigh. Enjoy it for me, will you?

Dan Gurney said...

I sure will. When you do come back, let me know. We could perhaps enjoy it together?

The Pollinatrix said...

I look forward to that!

Reya Mellicker said...

This is exquisite, beautiful. I love canoes, canoeing. It feels so historic. When I row, I think This movement is part of my bones.

Dan Gurney said...

Thank you, Reya. I didn't know that you row. I don't but I would guess the pleasures are very similar, moving over water under your own power, and the pleasant rhythm of it. Bones. I like that. Bones and muscles and tendons and food and oxygen made by the trees standing along the shore.

Stream Source said...

Although I never paddled the Russian River, each day I pause to connect with Her stillness ~

Lovely words reflecting your experience, Dan.

Seems I picked the same template as this for my blog's look of the month... like minds and gentle spirits.

Dan Gurney said...

Thank you, Stream Source. Paddling is a sublime activity, kind of like walking, but on the water. Paddling in a small boat connects us to the surface of the other two thirds of Our Mother Earth's body.

Stream Source said...

Nice...