Hearing voices might make you wonder if you’re going crazy. But what if you find someone else who’s getting the same message?

Hearing voices might make you wonder if you’re going crazy. But what if you find someone else who’s getting the same message?
I wrote this when my daughter was in kindergarten, and recorded it just after she left for college.
A hymn to the inspiration and guidance I feel from flowing water. Five-part a cappella harmony. Straight takes, no editing.
A love poem about a breeze that falls in love with the lake it touches, but is (apparently) unrequited.
A contemplative version of the old folk song about leaving, separation, and longing for return.
A blessing: May the nature-of-things hold you in the palm of its hand.