for Kimlin - written 1977 - published 2004

Wayward soul with eyes of steel
Soften now and again amazing what's revealed

Brisk winds howl in the silence of the night
Ending phase one of a hopeless plight

Laughter, tears, shads of love all made music
Bass with drums softly adding strength to it

Performers delight, vast stage unending
Shaky ground from past transcending

Believe i me a soul borne anew
Traveling light, a time to wade through

You can hitch-hike a hundred miles
Or escape on a plane with no denial