"No Reply"<notify-dg-AlbinVega@yahoogroups.com> writes:
If I were an astronomer I would lay in the grass and look up. In this way I might understand.
Sailing is for me is a way to know my self and find that I can function in immense fear and at the same time enjoy a sense of peace. Without it, I believe I could get bogged down in all the fear and hatred that
inhabits our modern world.
Douglas,
Thanks for the beautiful and thoughtful essay.
You made me think of two quotes. The first is by a (relatively) modern poet, Walt Whitman
WHEN I heard the learn’d astronomer
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
The second is from a song lyric by a very ancient poet, the shepherd king, David:
Psalm 5:
3 When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have made;
4 what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?
Happy New Year
Nathan
Damsel
Albion, California