I sit within the Temple and write. Fountain pen in hand, pencil nearby for sketching.
Finding My Way
- Post author By Paul Ferguson
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Category: Singers, Songwriters, Music
Finding My Way
Can You Hear the Music
The trauma still remains in these grounds and waters… though we repeatedly remind ourselves to never let this carnage happen again…
Sleep A Challenge
Each day I scavenged time to scratch down notes – on the ferry, the bus, at lunch, in the hotel…review, edit, markup, read, re-read, change and so on.
When The Dancing Stopped
I have many time on visits to London wandered past the Café de Paris, once hopeful to perhaps visit but this did not come to pass.
As the Bulldog Keeps Surfing
Thoughts arrive like butterflies but don’t chase them away…hold them – as the bulldog keeps surfing.
To Hang the Stars Upon
I have mostly made way for the universe coming towards me, choosing not to out-distance myself from its tumbling nature.
To Be Where I Have Been
All of these steps continue, albeit there has been no personal return since November 2018. The shadows have indeed grown long and I must find my soul again upon these trails.
With the sun will come more flowers!
Dear sun, so happy you are here, near to my person, the ache is gone and I am again cradled in your arms.
Help To Light My Way
Soon your birthday…no way to be…no way to be…Me: Sorry I won’t be there for your birthday…You:…it’s alright…[easy lovin’ you…
Steel Rule Over the Falls
Heron Spreads its Wings In my presence the steel rule plummets to the tiled floor of criss-crossed ceramic and grout – the rule’s edges crashing upon the two colour pattern conjures a zenith of endless Zildjian cymbals rising in multiple shimmers all caught within an empty room of echo. My tranquil domain shattered – the […]