Lands Beyond the Sea

For three weeks in September and October Analia and I went on a cruise between Amsterdam and Budapest on the Rhine, Main, and Danube rivers. It was truly the experience of a lifetime. Naturally my senses were on overload. It seemed like everywhere I looked there was something new and wonderful. We saw, castles, cathedrals, and beautiful scenery. My family came to the U.S. from Switzerland and the German countryside made me think of my ancestors and how I came to be. So one day as I sat pondering, the words of this poem came to me. I kept jumping from the here and now to the then and there. It occurred to me that where ever our roots are now, they were planted elsewhere in lands beyond the sea.


Gale L. Wolfenbarger
21 October 2009

 

Lands Beyond the Sea

 Our ship set sail at eventide one bright but cloudy day.
We'd flown from home to Amsterdam, a land so far away.

We left behind cathedrals grand and canals with glass top boats.
We seek the Rhine where castles rise with towers and ancient moats.

We thrill to see the splendor of days so long ago.
When wars were fought with the battle ax, the arrow and the bow.

We wander through medieval towns with walls of rough hewn stone
And cathedrals rise in autumn skies, their bells toll in somber tones.

Each river turn reveals anew wonders to our eyes
As vineyards climb up stately hills to castles in the sky.

Half-timbered homes in quiet lanes tucked by the village church
Are set like jewels by silver pools with trout and golden perch.

We climb the steps where for countless years boots and sandals trod
To reach the place where safety lay or where they prayed to God.

We step from now to long ago then quickly back again
And in that moment our lives are changed, forever to the end.

The past that once had seemed so strange when pondered from afar
Has now become among the things that make us who we are.

Our families may have come from here or a far more distant land
But here or there we all belong to the brotherhood of man.

We seek the past to learn the truth of how we came to be.
Our roots now here were planted there in lands beyond the sea.

Gale L. Wolfenbarger
4 October 2009


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