Odyssey

 Odyssey

Thanks to Google we surf the net

We slip into the water at the Forty Foot

At early dawn when light blinks in the East

We drink our cappuccino at eleven

In a different ocean for we have moved

To Sydney via Hydra and Greek islands

With cottages sparkling white above a sea

That shimmers blue and cerulean. 

Our spirit’s free from time and history

Released from village life and geography 

To mix and mingle with the icons 

That shone so brightly in the sixties 

Gasping as we realize their little lives

Were smaller than our own. 

We sail a sailing boat with plumes

Streeling far behind the memories

Laced with sweet nostalgia 

Drawing shapes as smooth as gossamer 

Far and near, obscure and clear

Capturing the universe and its progeny. 

We’ll celebrate this hourly miracle

That drops the globe right at our feet

We’ll toast the science that allows

Time and space to be contracted 

And viewed upon our four inch screens.