How to let go
Advice from An Outdoor Concert
“Why am I here when I
can’t even see the stage.” Perhaps you can
watch the moon rise above the trees or
talk to your companions
who waved come sit with me.
The fiddle player knows the tune,
he’s played it one thousand times.
The moon can find her way across the sky,
the path is well trod.
Drink all this in
listen to the music
look to moment.
Will there ever be an other
night like tonight?
© Carol Carlisle 9/19/13
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