Good Monday morning to all from our Florida radio station.
I hope we get more contributors today, as the reason for the original and the III adjustment, is to find people who share the love of music and other ideas.
I awakened this morning thinking of this poem:
The Ocean
By Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Ocean has its silent caves,
Deep, quiet, and alone;
Though there be fury on the waves,
Beneath them there is none.
The awful spirits of the deep
Hold their communion there;
And there are those for whom we weep,
The young, the bright, the fair.
Calmly the wearied seamen rest
Beneath their own blue sea.
The ocean solitudes are blest,
For there is purity.
The earth has guilt, the earth has care,
Unquiet are its graves;
But peaceful sleep is ever there,
Beneath the dark blue waves.
and, y'all, two versions of the same song:
First, dear Hank. ;(
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdtSxT_R6C4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HotwF2ZrIQQ