Sometimes I wonder; Do I paint my own retina -to fall asleep to...?

"When the soul wishes to experience something she throws an image of the experience out before her and enters into her own image."
(M. Eckhart)

Monday, February 15, 2010

To my Friend Jeff





"Just Another Song

The wind is blind, the lights are blurred
Long lost his Queen of love
Alone with words and broken rhymes
Is what his life's made of

He used to hear the music
But now it plays no more
He used to feel his muse wind
But now his sails are ripped and torn

There comes a time to broken men
A calling clear and strong
to cast a drift, abandon ship
Into choose to another song

He used to hear the music,
But, now it plays no more
So tonight he chose to ramble on
Into another song

Where he can hear that music
It's playing all day long
So, no one should be crying
'Cause, it's just another song

He lived and loved, laughed and lost
At least a thousand times
His dog-eared poems
Once lost now found
As life ain't just or kind
His dog-eared poems
That no one knows
Is all he left behind"

(Jeffrey Wasserman, from his CD 'Jeffrey and the Free Radikals')

Jeff's music, friendship, and history, means a lot to me - has for a long time -
this is my little gift back - to all his wonderful music and songwriting through the years!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010