From Light to Light on December the Eighth

Light.
Where does it go when extinguished?
Where does it come from when glowing once more?

Some people call December 8th the day -
yet another day
- when the music died.

John Lennon, you have not died in me.
I remember where, when, what...
... and when I heard the shift
It was hard to reconcile the *why* part at the time,
And still is... to this 30th anniversary of your passing.

A collective stay of breath.
What does this mean?

Safe journey on, I wish you.
I will never forget you and all the many ways you gave..
We all take from this world.... and give something.
You gave a great deal to me, and I am just one of millions.

My uncle also died on December 8th.
He did so by his own hand.
I miss him terribly.
Now you are somehow bound together in my heart.
An unlikely, but beautifully eccentric coupling.

Safe journey on.
Safe journey all.

American Pie by Don Mclean  
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01-American_Pie.mp3 (12108 KB)

Watching The Wheels by John Lennon  
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03-Watching_The_Wheels.mp3 (4926 KB)

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