Bjork and woodstock

Today

I was going through the

Photos

I was glued to one

A naked young girl

Holding a big leaf

Smiling with joy

Holding out her tongue

In naughtiness which was other worldly

And I found out

she was Bjork

And the photo 

Was from Woodstock

My thoughts went to Woodstock

How lucky in this world 

You have to be 

To have visited woodstock

I sometimes imagine

What could change the world

My answer mostly comes down to

More people like

Dylan

Guruji ( Rabindranath Tagore)

Jimi Hendrix

Bukowski

Osho

Buddha

I was saying something

About that lovely photo

my heart sings a song

Noise gave a reason

thoughts wanted a space

Mind needed to chill

Heart didn't want to race

Trust is not easy

Bubbles weave illusion

Listening to oneself

The only redemption

my truth

The music

In my heart

Is my only

 asset

Be it 

sunshine

Or rains

Win

Or loss

Communion

Or separation