I don't much like to dissect poetry, but here is a poem that we were presented with on our last day of orientation. I hope that all of you who are embarking (or traversing already) the great journey of post-undergraduate life find some comfort and inspiration here.
Song For the Salmon
By David Whyte
By David Whyte
For too many nights now I have not written of the sea,
Nor the rivers, nor the shifting currents
We find between the islands.
For too many night now I have not imagined the salmon
Threading the dark streams of reflected stars,
Nor have I dreamt of his longing
Nor the lithe swing of his tail toward dawn.
I have not given myself to the depth to which he goes,
To the cargoes of crystal water, cold with salt,
Nor the enormous plains of ocean swaying beneath the moon.
I have not felt the lifted arms of the ocean
Opening its white hands on the seashore,
Nor the salted wind, whole and healthy
Filling the chest with living air.
I have not heard those waves
Fallen out of heaven onto earth,
Nor the tumult of sound and the satisfaction
Of a thousand miles of ocean
Giving up its strength on the sand.
But now I have spoken of that great sea,
The ocean of longing shifts through me,
The blessed inner star of navigation
Moves in the dark sky above
And I am ready like the young salmon
To leave his river, blessed with hunger
For a great journey on the drawing tide.
