never all the answers

I'm bundled up
the snow falls
and I can't keep my mind from wandering
back to India, back to Nepal
Ladakh is where it wants to go

My mind is a field of music
golden and pure
wind carries the tune
to the sound of birds chirping

and I'm in heaven
I'm in the next world
no longer here in my body
and its blissful...its heavenly...it's good

the songs are writing themselves in my head
and I don't know when they will come out
in the form of music
powerful and uplifting

just like I don't know what's mystic
and I don't know where I will go
in my dream-land tonight
I never know, do I?

We never have all the answers...
it's painful
it's beautiful
...we just keep going

- Grace Denny