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Saturday, June 13, 2020

THE WINDS OF CHANGE, THE WIND REMAINS 2



This song was written on the road - taking a trip by car down the east coast of the United States... from Toronto south, sleeping by the ocean in a station wagon I had. Down through Carolina, Georgia and into Florida, across Florida to the gulf. Panama city was seen as Paradise by a street character in one of my stories...But he'd never been there. So I thought I'd better see the one in Florida. I'd been to the Panama City in Panama... Sleeping on the gulf coast I saw lightning crossing the ocean towards us... and a heron standing very still in the water by the shore. We went as far as New Orleans and stayed there a few weeks during Mardi Gras. The song is called: THE WINDS OF CHANGE, THE WIND REMAINS(C)1980-2017 by W.G. Milne. Once again the tape speeding up has made my voice too high. But I love some of the lyrics in this one, so despite imperfections, here's the song anyway. Hope you may enjoy.

My sweet sister Deborah died last week. The lines

- "I remember that rag doll you used to hold,
You used to hold it - to your breast"

These are dedicated to her.

STARLIGHT PIERCES THROUGH THE MIND



Your starlight pierces through the mind
Celestial, chaste like the wood,
the poor wood I found second hand
Where now I read infinity;

Oh, completion is the goal,
          the present goal:
We have this day
          this moment only;

You ask how I know the 
          words
Of symphonies I've never
          heard

The secret is, "Listen,
Don't try to hear,"
I greet you all
          I greet you here
In this place of
          destiny

Praise to the One
          above us all
The source and end of mystery;
O now I do; I feel you
          here
As I write your history.


Wednesday, May 27, 2020

NOBODY KNOWS

HARD OLD ROAD

DEBORAH MILNE'S FUNERAL

My beloved sister, Deborah Elizabeth Milne, died in Toronto yesterday of natural causes.
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