A Call To Answer

That space between us and them,

Is that space between me and you;

That space of charge between Our atoms--

That space where we all play.

There are no blanks to fill with stone--

Just space where we all play.

Visions come and visions go,

As our love turns to pain.

But even as the seasons crumble,

All snowfall turns to rain.

NOTES ON INSPIRATION

I saw a video on Facebook showing a cat pawing at air, apparently (according to their guardian) seeing their dog, who had passed away several hours earlier. They added an animation to the video depicting the possibility, showing the dog with wings, answering the cat's questioning as to how he/she could fly.

It was not a push of magnitude that set me to motion here--only yet another suggestive nudge. Credit to White Bat Audio for sharing music that twists my heart in joy and pain. I highly recommend listening to his work. Many of the pieces have captured my attention, and my heart.

All I ask is that you please look on with love as music fills your ears. Even if just once today, and never more.

Yours Truly;

Zach

May 23rd, 2023