The Distant ShoreA Poem by Rick PuetterStill longing for new insights--truths instilled by my father, but not fully understood in my youth
NBII, USGS 2009. The NBII Library of Images From the Environment (LIFE; http://life.nbii.gov, 2010 Sept. 6). National Biological Information Infrastructure, USGS, Reston VA 20912 USA. Photographer: Randolph Femmer. The original image can be found at http://images.nbii.gov/RFemmer/D_med-res/38%20KOKI%20BEACH%202B.jpg The Distant Shore Ah smell the ocean in the breeze Come Wind and toss my hair Oh Sun, please put my soul at ease As gull cries pierce the air I walk on grass, tufts mixed with sand Oh sandals, make me free! As people pass, and children play They smile and look at me But they can’t feel my yearning way! The turmoil in my heart Or all the cares to which I’m prey How soul is ripped apart And so I flee--to be alone Drink in the ocean’s roar! As nature sings in rumbling tones I long for distant shores To reach that beach and see those lands My heart would burst with joy But I'm not young, I have old hands I’m not that once bold boy So all I do is walk away But oh, how spirit burns! I cannot keep these thoughts at bay For ‘ unknown yet I yearn Why should this hunger pull at me-- I know it’s at my root I learned this from my father, he Of knowledge made pursuit A simple and a working man-- No privilege in life And yet he had a simple plan: Knowledge he’d take to wife And he’d pass on this worthy course-- This wisdom to his son And straight and strong he’d grow perforce-- Content with life when done So father sat me on his knee When I was just a boy “My son,” he said, “what e’er you be Let Reason be thy joy!” “Challenge your mind, challenge your soul Wherever you might go With weaker course you’ll not be whole They’re paths where naught will grow” And I have learned this was the key! Throws wide bold myst’ry’s doors When insight flowers and truths I see I’ve reached those distant shores So I have strived for all my life To seek fair Nature’s truths And knowledge, as my sire, made wife-- The nobl’st of pursuits But now I’m old and walk the beach And outward I do stare There secrets lie beyond my reach I know, I feel them there! And inward weep, for time is short As wonders slip away I’m desperate, with no resort No more ' there time to play And so I walk and seek solace Along this briny beach But find no comfort in the grass My goals in utmost breech And how this hunger pulls at me-- Tugs at my very core! As night time falls upon my life …I long for distant shores ©2010 Richard Puetter All rights reserved © 2017 Rick PuetterFeatured Review
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Added on September 11, 2010Last Updated on January 16, 2017 Tags: aging, philosophy, longing, reflection on life, passion, desire, melancholy, death, mortality AuthorRick PuetterSan Diego, CAAboutSo what's the most important thing to say about myself? I guess the overarching aspect of my personality is that I am a scientist, an astrophysicist to be precise. Not that I am touting science.. more..Writing
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