My Return to Innocence...

When sitting at the control panel...KZFR...circa 1992-6,
I played Enigma...often. Jeffrey, a man of furs and frolic..
was my muse at the time...giving much reflection, and
direction, about something that we all encounter...

the brain and it's ability to function wholly.

So..thinking of falling feathers, of great loves from 12 years ago...and of those musical Zephyr days...playing the tunes , I bow to the inner child.



HAD I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

W.B. Yeats


"Return To Innocence" Enigma..from Cross of Changes

That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion
Don't be afraid to be weak
Don't be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny
Don't care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don't give up and use the chance
To return to innocence
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Don't care what people say
Follow just your own way Follow just your own way
Don't give up, don't give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny.