Inuit Song

And I thought over again
My small adventures
As with a shore-wind I drifted out
In my kayak
And I thought I was in danger,

My fears,
​Those small ones
That I thought so big
For all the vital things
I had to get and to reach

And yet there is only
One great thing,
The only thing;
To live to see in huts and on journeys,
The great day that dawns,
​And the light that fills the world.

This poem was given to me a few years ago by Jai, a student of Wolfe Lowenthal, at the Summer Seminar in Amherst.

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