Ring of bright water

Yesterday's thoughts reminded me of a poem by Kathleen Raine.
We used it in our wedding ceremony. I won't post it here, partly because i don't quite understand it.
I thought i was growing wiser, but maybe i'm regressing.
or maybe i just never totally understood it.
I read the book by Gavin Maxwell who used the poem for his title, in those days.
This morning while snowing again i indulged in watching the movie.
And the song from the movie, oh, it just happens to describe the essence in all this for me.


Ring of Bright Water (theme from the movie sung by Val Doonican)

Where sun and wind play on a ring of bright water
Thats where my heartland will be
The deer on the hill in the first snows of winter
the gull in the sky flying free

I wandered away from the dark crowded city,
Leaving my old life behind,
And I came to a place where a ring of bright water,
Dazzled all cares from my mind.


So I live with the wonder of the sky and the sea
And I'll always remember who revealed them to me

But now you are gone with your whirlpools of laughter
Leading me down to the sea
But I'll always smile when a ring of bright water
Echoes your laughter to me.

(key change)

But now you are gone with your whirlpools of laughter
Racing me down to the sea
But I'll always smile when a ring of bright water
Echoes your laughter to me.
Echoes your laughter to me



And the movie is lovely too.
After that the sun came out slowly in a soft and sparkly way.
I thought it be nice to go to the 911 pond, where i saw the otter tracks in the beginning of the winter.

It is already 2 pm, i decide to drive to the 911 highway sign. And walk from there.
I don't know if there be recent skidoo tracks, but with hunting season still on, the changes are great. I don't feel like taking skis or snowshoes. I know it could be the better way to travel, faster. But sometimes i find these attachments on my legs cumbersome.
There is tracks, the walking easy!
I head for the river and as the trail takes a turn i don't know if they are going there. As in the path of life.
I come upon a track that does go there. The river is high. There must have been lots of overflow, but all covered in snow. Only one spot i walk through a bit of slush,
No water. And definitely no otter.
Wonderful anyway, walking through the arches. The bent over trees, with the sun shining through.