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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I like my winters "neat" ... But they all come "on the rocks" here So a day will come when palms will dominate my view Instead of evergreen trees and pine cones and juniper bushes (Though I do love my Chickadees, Cardinals and Juncos) I grew up here and skiing was my life ... once As soon as I walked, I skied ... Freestyle, moguls, powder, and air The bigger the jump, the better, always pushing limits But I have lived in the tropics as well My heart yearned for it long before I went And I realized home-away with my first breath of Caribbean air The white sand beaches of St. Croix The swaying palms and smell of sugar cane on the wind Those incredible waters and reefs, teeming with colorful life I adored it there, but couldn't stay ... I lived a few months in Florida, and then back home to Boston I have made no accords on unknowns like "reincarnation" I believe the "big" spiritual questions to be just that - unknown Faith itself INSISTS on a lack of knowledge or explanation But I have dreamed of the South Pacific since my earliest memories Long before I'd read or heard about it Long before I'd seen a movie or television show of it And though I've yet to go there I have very distinct memories of it Specific memories that include faces and sounds and flavors Even the special way the sun shines on the underside of the clouds The way the volcanic mounts bite up from the aqua seas Nipping their dark, earthy teeth into azure heavens And the way the sweet breath of the palms and fruits Mixes with the dusty trade winds from Australia To dance on the palate with each inhalation Seems we humans always want what we don't have And I'm sure there are many there who long for America But a part of me is there, a part I haven't met And I must at least try to make it ... Or he will always be ... a stranger.
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