This March break, 12 students and two faculty members are traveling to the Bahamas to investigate the island’s varied habitats alongside educators and researchers from The Cape Eleuthera Institute (CEI) while living mindfully of their environmental impact. Please enjoy the blog post below from Tai ’26 and Jadin ’26 share their journey across Eleuthera, exploring its beauty, history, and adventures, through poetry.
Our Down Island Trip – A Poem
As the harbinger of the spring, the rooster, sung as our peers risen from slumber. A smile became present while our grogginess became absent. We dallied to dine on the delicious cheerios that were bestowed upon us, while we prepared for a pilgrimage across the island. We boarded our carriage and began on this wonderful expedition. As the music sounds, all that we were here to this haunt of brooding dust we came, and from times woods break into distant song, the swift winged hours, as we hasten long. Indoctrination of the history of Eleuthera, we have received, as we longed for the arrival. Glass window bridge, we have arrived at, one with significance, power, and melancholy. The juxtaposition of colors of the oceans that clashed against each other each looked like a ruffled silk cloth, stretched over the seabed, a beautiful turquoise coat, which kept the fish safe. This traverse may take our joyful souls, and deliver us to the queen’s bath. This quintessential location flabbergasted the students, as we learn that the queen has once bathed in these rocky waters. As this rejuvenating experience has led us to the caves of Eleuthera, we became one with the darkness of the caves. Our peers realized that in darkness we often see more, a beautiful picture revealing a glimpse of creation. This darkness brings light, in its peacefulness and silence, as silence is a sound, in a heart to be found. This holy expedition was furthered at Cocodimama beach, where we trod across the sands of the seas, teasing our toes with water ripples. The brilliant breeze blowing beneath our ears, making us tremble and flutter a little. The finale of our expedition was frequented by laughter and music, along our homecoming to the island school. As we, Tai and Jadin have realized the false dichotomy between being sick and not having fun, as we have maximized our jollification. We ended our day with a night wade, traversing through the serenity of the night sky and the charm of the evening. We handpicked animals in the water, learned about the stars, and tucked each other in our silky sheets. Sliding into the smoothness of our fabrics, our cottage lights dims and our eyelids meet at a wonderful equilibrium.
