Hearing voices might make you wonder if you’re going crazy. But what if you find someone else who’s getting the same message?
Names, places (Fall Creek, Ithaca, New York in particular), and the flow of this whole story.
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.