The Man And The Canoe
There once was a man,
a keeper, of the wilderness.
There once was a Canoe,
also a keeper of the wilderness.
There once was a meeting of these spirits.
The man and the Canoe became brothers.
This man revered his brother
and the Canoe made many friends.
The man and his friends made a
special home for the Canoe.
They found him shelter.
They made him a museum.
They honoured the Canoe.
The Canoe was grateful to his brother.
The Canoe's friends were grateful to his brother.
For without the man, who shared his
View From The Stern,
The Canoe would be lost.
Forgotten by the masses.
And without the Canoe, by which we lived,
Our heritage would be lost.
Our wilderness, forgotten.
Without the Canoe, we would not be Canada.
And without this man, we would not be who we are... still... today. Canadian. Canoeists.
written by Fiona Westner-Ramsay
first published on Badger’s Blog.
It was read on her behalf by Mike Ormsby
at the CCM ‘s tribute to Kirk Wipper