"They Also Faced the Sea"
We Are Made One with What We Touch and SeeWe are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each springimpassioned tree Flames into green,
the wildest beasts that range The moor our kinsmen are,
all life is one, and all is change.
With beat of systole and of diastole
One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll From nerveless germ to man,
for we are part Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us,
and one with what we kill One sacrament are consecrate,
the earth Not we alone hath passions hymeneal,
The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth
At daybreak know a pleasure not less real Than we do,
when in some fresh blossoming wood
We draw the spring into our hearts,
and feel that life is good
Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedal fashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors,
and one With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower,
new glory to the grass.
And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature,
but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment,
and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure!
We shall be Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!.
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be One with our heart,
the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now,
we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!.
Oscar Wilde
Sometimes things inspire us .. sometimes not !! Imagine how they lived!! what they saw felt and believed !! ~~For indeed they also faced the Sea ~~
"The installation of five larger-than-life black and white photographs of Provincetown women of Portuguese descent, mounted on a building at the end of Fisherman’s Wharf in Provincetown Harbor, is conceived as a tribute to the Portuguese community and its fishing heritage.
Norma Holt's photographs from Pilgrim Monument and Provincetown Museum collection of Almeda Segura, Eva Silva, Mary Jason, Bea Cabral and Frances Raymond, are meant to represent all of the women of Provincetown who over the years have been the backbone of this vital fishing village. They came from a long line of hard-working people, immigrating mostly from the Azores and mainland Portugal. Their families fished the waters off Cape Cod for over 200 years, built a major fish packing and distribution industry and made an important contribution to the history and culture of Provincetown.
Portuguese women faced the sea in many ways: as mothers, wives, sisters, friends and family of fishermen, as cooks, laundresses, nurses, teachers and telephone operators. They kept the culture alive, sang the songs, danced the dances, buried the dead, gave birth, cooked and kept the church at the center of their lives. Above all, they were resilient through good times and bad, their strength and courage easily matching and supporting that of their male seafaring counterparts."
for more information on this amazing display and the stories of the real live folks behind it .Please click link below and perhaps maybe it shall inspire another as much as has inspired me ..*smile*...
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