Bruce BecVar’s song "Across an ancient … " was all the kick-off I needed today.

Beautiful music, Bruce. Thank you.


Across an ancient wind

something far offland

traveling wildly

no compass

except some mysterious

inner urge or draw


The wind whispers across the cheek of a small child

Whispering the old knowings

from both the lauded and scorned, wise men


It’s cool whisper across the child’s face

is nearly a kiss

but at the same moment

a message whispered at the child’s ear

is heard in his heart at the least, and his soul at the best.

Will he treasure it’s message for life?