Rachel has been reflecting on her journey so far with three beautiful poems….
Undulating big blue hills
A sail that does not stop to capture
On our way, and it all seems to repeat
Bumps, dips, bangs & slips
How we have moved so much, so far
Everything in sight makes its pass
the clouds, the cups, the soap, and the ropes
Friends at the helm, feeling the sail
Winches adjust us to the right fit
As we continue with purpose and will
until we finally stop to reflect
What a journey it will be.
Where am I going?
I can’t see
Tonight is not easy, I tell Emily
Just trust, look ahead, that is the key
We giggle, I tremble
as the nerves settle inside me
I say Sarah, this is crazy
what an adventure, how wild,
how different of a night this will be.
Well-oiled Machine
Routine, teams, roles
are some of our daily duties
hourly logs, rotations,
adjustments too
A strict schedule and deployment of our science tasks follow
We are an efficient and happy machine
During refueling meals we release unwanted build up
We reset and reboot when the juice is low
Our parts work
Supporting, sustaining, synchronizing
Hopefully we can adopt these skills