Distant Shore to The Present
The sea washes up a precious gift
A mother gives her son a precious gift
Distant Shore (Shakespearean sonnet)
Upon a distant shore it came to rest
This precious gift which washed up from the sea
Its special glow had withstood peril’s test
So here it rests awaiting destiny
There in the sun its light did sparkle so
Now surely it would catch a passing eye
And when it did such beauty it would show
With wonders one could fashion their dreams by
So lonely were the moons that passed its way
And downcast eyes which had no need of light
Its tides of hope glowed onward day by day
Till memories attracted young man's sight
Upon a distant shore the sea had crossed
She searches for that something she had lost
Could it be magic working in this Shakespearean sonnet. Here we have something that washed ashore. Though the sonnet describes what makes it special, it doesn't tell us what it is. It isn't till the end of the quatrains that it finally attracts a young man. As the rhyming couplet begins,it uses the same words that started the sonnet. A lady lost something. Could it be the thing a young man found? Could there be more?
Arlene and I used to live 4 blocks from the Pacific Ocean. The sound of the waves could be heard from our house. The sound of the waves can be quite relaxing, from where we lived. Low tide can also be a wonder. The things that the waves would wash up. One weekend, at a low tide, I took my son, Peter, to explore what the ocean had washed up. Peter was 6 at the time. We found many beautiful shells. More than these, Peter found a trilobite fossil. Trilobites were creatures that have been extinct for 250 million years. On the following weekend I took Peter to the California Academy of Sciences at Golden Gate, to have is fossil verified. The person in charge took Peter and I to a secret room where many more fossils were housed. On that day a scientist was born. Dinosaurs became a driving force in his education. His grades were good enough to earn him a spot in Lowell High School, San Francisco's top high school. He graduated from Montana State University and got his Masters at University of California, Los Angeles. Peter, my son, is now at University of California, Berkeley working on his Phd in Paleontology (all expenses paid). All of this because a 6 year old found a fossil one day.
Life is a wonder. Why things happen as they do takes our minds away. I tell about my son, who at 6 years old happens on a fossil and now a university is paying him to study there. Sounds pretty good. But what happened in between? All of the connections that led to now. All of the connections that led me to now. All of the connections that led you to now. And we are all pretty amazing. Compared to what? Compared to ourselves. Many people try to be like someone else. Someone else's standards. At the end of this wonderful life, all that is important is are we satisfied with ourselves. All those connections brought us here and there are connections up ahead. There is a great story not found in any library. It is called our life. And as you write the next page, Enjoy.
How about a relaxing sound for us: Arnica Montana "Memories of the Sea"
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Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle
affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts,
the way the light reflects into the eye of man beholding
his reality. All is part of totality, and in this totality
man finds his hozro, his way of walking in harmony,
with beauty all around him.