Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant?
—Henry David Thoreau

The video and audio quality below are as weak as a young chicken, but this is a draft of a song I sorta finished the other, other night. I recorded it into the ol’ Mac Photo Booth via my computer with a built in mic (serious low-fi) to remember it, and then thought, ‘Ah, what the heck, I’ll post it.’ Gosh I wish it sounded better. Gosh I wish a lot of things. Meanwhile, don’t forget the miracle of it all. And write yourself a poem in one of a million forms—dance, whispers, doodles, verse—and then we’ll pick it up where we left off.


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