A Little Help From My Friends [Live] | SIMO & Tommy Emmanuel

Tommy Emmanuel picks up the electric guitar and jams with SIMO
 At the High Watt in Nashville, TN.
 February 28th, 2015

The Wanderers

How unspeakably beautiful this world is,
how precisely engineered for our pleasure.
It is such a gift to be able to wander
in this vast, sensual paradise
With you.

Spring Is Here

THE TREES,
by Philip Larkin

The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too.
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

―Philp Larkin, "High Windows," (Faber and Faber 1974).

Art Credit: Gustav Klimt, "Flower Garden,"

I awaken to the true path

Drifting pitifully in the whirlwind of birth and death,
As if wandering in a dream,
In the midst of illusion I awaken to the true path;
There is one more matter I must not neglect,
But I need not bother now,
As I listen to the sound of the evening rain
Falling on the roof of my temple retreat
In the deep grass of Fukakusa.

 —Eihei Dōgen (1200 - 1253)

 Pictured: Hasui Kawase, "Rainy Night at Maekawa," 1932