I walked into a Modern day meeting place,
Feeling Lonely and completely desolate,
Reminiscent of a 60's coffee House,
Fragrant odors People milling about,

Feet tapping fingers snapping,
People enjoying the sound,
Reading Relaxing nobodies napping,
Folks happy gathering round,

The acoustic Guitar blaring that soulful melody,
Suddenly not alone as the blue mood fades,
Simple joys trace fleet tendrils of ectasy,
A rhapsody of sounds and odors,

People attuned to their own purpose,
Yet not able to keep from disclosing,
As the relaxed enjoyment abounds,
Released by the unpretentious surroundings,

The slide guitar wales along,
Setting the pace,
Easing the hearts race,
guess I m not feeling alone,

Isn't it surprising
My spirits are arising
As the artistic collage,
Chases away my hearts grim reaper

11/20/2001