Lara St. John performing Bach; it is a Bach kind of fall day here in Chicago: blue skies, sunny, windless, half naked trees, and a man waiting for the muse to arrive, again.

As from a branch at daybreak, birds wheel into flight, words, sometimes even whole sentences now break from my exhalations.

O, just because you are endless life awakened, and thus can't be touched by anything other than the air that hides deep in the corollas of closed flowers, I breathe into them these poems.

Jan Garbarek & Ustad Fateh Ali Khan from the album "Ragas & Sagas". Those haunting solos on the sax that echo a muezzin's call - brilliant!