Audio and Video Music:
|Depression comes with the territory.
Evenings, one savors the fading light.
Perhaps one fears the coming night,
Recoiling from its mystery.
Even so, life still has grace.
Sunlight bursts into the room,
Singing like a thrush in June,
In passionate love with time and place.
One faces illness, pain, and death;
Nor would one leave this house of breath.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Bucolic Acrylic.