My Mecca

Every year around this time I gas up the old pickup, holler at the dog, and head out for the Heceta Head Lighthouse on the Oregon Coast.( http://www.photoseek.com/ORusa.html ).....Its not a very long drive for me,about an hour or so,but I rarely go there.When mom was alive she would love to visit this location,and would spend hours at a time sitting near the sea wall and watch the waves crash up the sides,and onto the beach. As a kid,I wasn't all that fond of this place...kinda boring...I would have much rather spent my time grabassing down below on the beach itself...Who the heck cares about sitting down and watching wave after wave .....anyway..as a adult, I find this trip very cathartic for me....I sit on or near her favorite perch,watch her waves,and reflect....and yes....sometimes even for hours.. The sunset at this location is indeed one of Gods greatest creations...I even manage to stop off at Mo's for a big bowl of Moms favorite Clam Chowder..Not really heart healthy,I know....but its part of the pilgrimage ....

anyway...


Farewell by Anne Bronte


Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
O, beautiful, and full of grace!
If thou hadst never met mine eye,
I had not dreamed a living face
Could fancied charms so far outvie.

If I may ne'er behold again
That form and face so dear to me,
Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain
Preserve, for aye, their memory.

That voice, the magic of whose tone
Can wake an echo in my breast,
Creating feelings that, alone,
Can make my tranced spirit blest.

That laughing eye, whose sunny beam
My memory would not cherish less; --
And oh, that smile! whose joyous gleam
Nor mortal language can express.

Adieu, but let me cherish, still,
The hope with which I cannot part.
Contempt may wound, and coldness chill,
But still it lingers in my heart.

And who can tell but Heaven, at last,
May answer all my thousand prayers,
And bid the future pay the past
With joy for anguish, smiles for tears?
tomthebard tomthebard
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Sep 22, 2012