| from Rabindranath Tagore - Saddhana, The Realisation of Life (1916) Tablet carved by Ralph Beyer on Ancaster stone, 1988-9, shown here by permission of the Dartington Hall Trust. Photo: Kate Mount This sentence aptly and most beautifully sums up for me the essence of being on the water - quietly enjoying whatever is right here, now, with us - the lapping of water, the call of a curlew, even a stiff beat to windward in the rain. For more on Tagore see the LINKS page. |
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