Reflections on a music festival and a day full of walking.
Three days of music, sweet music,
Three days of making new friends,
Three days of listening, talking, observing, absorbing.
Three days,
Three beautiful glorious days,
Followed by a solitary day,
Walking, exploring,
Enjoying sun, blue skies, fresh air,
No time constraints.
Three glorious, joyful, musical days,
Followed by a beautiful day filled with
Murals, storefronts, sites and sounds of a new city.
Now it’s time
To let my senses relax,
Let the memories
Percolate
And drip
into poetry and song.
into poetry and song.
Three days of music.
One day of art and wandering.
Days and nights of creative sparks
Flickering,
Lighting the way
Home.
