to the dwindling light
lingering in the sky
into the clouds
soft ethereal skin
bathing in divine radiance
when you hear the drums beat
an ancestral rhythm
starts moving you
from inside out
born inside the heart
the beat fills you up with life
bringing people together
for the joy of being together
a wisdom so profound
words become unnecessary
sitting right at the edge of the water
castle-like gables invite everyone
to unwind and bask in the glory of a perfect summer day at the lake
boats lazily bobbing up and down
ducks quacking about
people hanging out
a cool breeze and rolling clouds
come into a perfect dance with the sun
as i sit here freezing trying to write, i go to minnesota to put things in perspective.
i may be cold, but it’s so much colder in other parts of the world right now.
suddenly, i am not that cold anymore.
these rolling hills i saw through the window of my brother and sister’s car as we were ‘paseando’ back from canoeing down a river on a beautiful day.
the name of the land comes from the sioux indigenous word ‘minni-sotah’. ‘minni’ is ‘water’, and ‘sotah’ sky-tinted’.
water and sky are perfect themes for the state, as there are more than ten thousand lakes reflecting the heavens.
a conglomeration of gulls scan the grass for leftovers at canal park in duluth, at the edge of lake superior. just like at ivar’s in seattle (see post 17), these birds will do anything for anyone’s trash, as long as its edible. their demanding, selfish gaze perfectly fits their loud and shrill skuawking and wing flapping. if you haven’t seen finding nemo, please watch it to see a most hilarious interpretation of this beautiful and at times very annoying bird.