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Tug and Barge at Sunset, The Strait of Georgia, BC Ferry, Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay, British Columbia, Canada

Take me home, now, wayward road

Take me home, now
Wayward road
I’ve set the course
For hearth and friends
Who knew me well
‘Fore all that changed
In the lands beyond
Our common sense

But changed have I
Beyond a scope
I can explain
No people of
This world the same
Yet all alike
In ways I’ve seen
Which never learned
From books or schools
But only when
I took the road
And spanned the gap
In time and place
To meet them in
The worlds they’ve made
Sat at their hearth
And listened, then

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Courage, A-Maze-ing Laughter, Yue Minjun, West End, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Courage (for Gordon Downie)

We lost a good one this week in Canada, Gordon Downie, frontman, lyricist, songwriter for The Tragically Hip, a Canadian rock powerhouse. In the 80s and 90s, they were probably my favourite band.

This song, Courage (for Hugh MacLennan), has always resonated deeply with me. In 1998, while spending six months bicycling across China, it inspired this blog post from the road. As it turns out, with all that’s going on in the world right now, it proves a timely reminder to get back on the path of love and light and insight. It was a path Gordon Downie forged and followed vigorously, right up to the very end.

Here’s to you, Gordon. And thanks, again, for all the insight.

 

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The Colour Fading, Eastside Road, Okanagan Lake, Vernon, British Columbia, Canada

The Sails Long Furled

In the calm
In the calm
In the gentle calm
With the sun now gone
And the colour fading
 
I trace the line
In reflecting mind
From a day long past
One last empty kiss
The sails long furled
On a love at rest
 
I trace the line
Of her long wet tear
A single note
One regretful smear
Not for promise lost
But what never was
 
I’d held too long
To the love she gave
Held her close
Held her heart
Knowing all too well
Love went just one way
 

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Trust, Poster on Corrugated Tin, On location for Fringe, Season 5, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Trust

She was broken and battered
Her ability to love
Damaged and misaligned
And yet

There was to her
A tenacious spirit
She grappled despair
And brought it down
Smothering the darkness
Not so much with light
But with a glimmer

I thought it was hope
But it was trust
Not just the kind
Given to others
But the kind given to self
Given to circumstances
Given to time, and possibility