Thoughts during a meditation retreat. Just because you’re silent doesn’t mean you can’t eat yummy food with your friends.
all i can hear is wood stove sounds,
chimes played outside by the wind,
and the good digestive noises of my taciturn friends;
yes: this is where my journey ends.
i went to California with an achin’ in my heart,
and i returned back east about the same.
i’ve prayed on holy mountains and i’ve wandered in the dark;
all i ever learned was change.
and all i learned wasn’t change enough for coffee,
and all i gained was the seasons passing by.
and all i have - and all i’ll ever have, i’ll bargain -
is my heart’s true friends and the love that’s in their eyes.
tjw: acoustic and electric guitars, vocals