Wednesday, August 01, 2007

The Things We Leave Behind





















Last summer,

while walking

along the shore
of Lake Michigan,

I came upon a gifted sight;
a face carved in the sand.
I thought it was rather spectacular.
So simple and so mysteriously complex at the same time.
Kind of artsy.
Kind of philosophical.
The tininess of each grain of its sand.
The vulnerability of its form.
The certainty of its ruin.
And yet, it was lovely and unaffected.
The ideal way to be.
No name attached.
No credit to be taken.
Nothing sought in return . . .
The pleasure of its moment
for both its creator
and its immediate contacts.
It was really a footprint . . . something left behind.
Something beautiful and unselfish.
Something generous.
Something much more significant than the empty bottle of water left behind by someone else just a few yards up.


After reading Jon's beautifully expressed comment, I edited this post to include his words. He is a brilliant thinker and writer. Please visit Jon Zech's blog.
It's a sacrifice of sorts, this sculpture and this post. But there is something more. Your photo and poetic tribute has saved the sandman from destruction; like taking a flower from an alter and pressing it in a book. Is the flower saved or the sacrifice denied?

Both and neither. The sacrifice is completed with its giving. The salvation is completed when the object is raised above its token existence.

6 comments:

Erik Donald France said...

I like this, all of it -- title, photo, & poem.

Jon said...

It's a sacrifice of sorts, this sculpture and this post. But there is something more. Your photo and poetic tribute has saved the sandman from destruction; like taking a flower from an alter and pressing it in a book. Is the flower saved or the sacrifice denied?
Both and neither. The sacrifice is completed with its giving. The salvation is completed when the object is raised above its token existance.
Good post. Do more.

eric313 said...

This was striking from picture onward. especially the build up and release of the end.

You're good!

Lori Witzel said...

Wowowowow!

Pythia3, thanks ever so much for wandering by my ephemeral neighborhood and commenting.

This post, and John's comments, have filled my early morning with delight.

Kate S said...

Lovely. And Jon never fails to delight, does he?

realbigwings said...

Beautiful -- words, idea, and picture. It Is generous to share the beautiful things.
I liked this, and being there on the beach. Thanks for sharing.*