“A few strips of cloth, a price it did cost A price you were glad to pay A wordless song, known by the river You gave it up, answered a call, only you could hear “Sadhu,” about a fictional character who took on the renunciate path, is a bit of a deep cut as Bay Station songs go…
On taking off, taking flight, staying put
Remembering what you already know
Some of what I've been doing at 'pandemic U'
On homes and democracy
Retrospection 'round the Island
Here’s to good health and new inspiration for what's next
Feet on the ground, gathering online
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