As life begins
The circle of evolution continues
Life flows through my body
like the wind blows through nature.
Flowing beside the city
Beside the river
Down by the docks
Along the far side of the port,
My words and stories evolve into thoughts and memories
and through these
my world becomes a performance.
A place where the boats fill up
The seagulls fly straight
And the passengers look out
To a place and time
Where my imagination flows
My humanity becomes a performance
Where possibilities begin
And end and begin again.
The tide surges
It falls back
The salmon are left on the shoreline
Waiting for the signals
To call them back
To the ocean
And back to the stream
They left in their youth.
But will the flow ever end?
Composed with Emily Frodsham on the morning of the death of Steve Jobs, as part of the final performance of the Flow Community Arts Autumn School, Sigdal, Norway.
Geoff Pennycook, in memoriam.
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