The Land of Breath

The Land of Breath

Children’s Song
Text and Music: Sora Jederan-Shpack February 2010

I dreamed I saw a white bird fly Into my room last night The white bird said Climb on my back And off we’ll soar in flight

On her I lept And off we went Across the great blue sky That soft white bird and I

And where we went The air was clean And pure as crystal dew I breathed that air So deeply in, as though ‘twas all I knew

Here in this space, My steady breath Did in and out it go And as I watched a quiet sense That I am safe did grow

And by and by The white bird said There’s no more time to roam, With silent wings upon the wind Our breathing brought us home.

As I awoke, I looked and saw A white bird rushing by Reminding me of the Land of Breath, Across the great blue sky

A white tern (Gygis alba) takes flight on Midway Island in the South Pacific. The birds nest on coral islands throughout the tropics, and they lay just one egg at a time, typically balanced precariously on a tree branch or rock. WHOI population biologist Hal Caswell has been studying the population dynamics and geographic distribution of several types of birds, with a particular interest in how those species are being affected by climate change. (Photo by Hal Caswell, Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution) All images are copyright ©Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution.