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SALMON HOMING II

 

How do you home at the end of your numbered days,

Across the great blue Ocean's rolling highways,

From an Arctic Dreamtime halfway round the Earth,

To find solace in the waters of your birth?


Is it the polarized light of the Sun that lies

Deep in the green fire of your eyes?

Or the dappled Moon that proudly smiles

Down on all your journey's driven miles?


Is it the lateral lines paired on your sides

That sing your magnetic song across the tides?

Or do the angled rays of the crepuscular Sun

Tell you that your journey's almost done?


What then is the final mystery guide

That turns you into the Penobscot's southward glide?

Is it Orion walking slowly up the sky,

After the weeping Pleiades, you set your compass by?


And what are the ancient shining dreams

That drive you upriver to your natal streams?

Is it the deeper graveled coolness flowing forth

From more deeply shaded branches in the North?


The mineral smell of a seeping ledge or musky tree,

Structural memories dormant in your brain from infancy,

Which your deep forebrain plays back to you in reverse,

To Guide you back through your once and future Universe?


May you swim in synch with your river and ocean tribes-

Scintillate forever in shimmering Auroral vibes!

We'll help you once again set down your genetic load-

Written so deeply in DNA's magic chromosomal code.


Paul Averill Liebow MD FACEP

Copyright October 2007

BIOGRAPHY of DR. PAUL LIEBOW
 

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