Part 2 of my songwriting experience at this year's Taproot Teacher Training, hosted by Jean Miller and Barbara Dewey.
Saturday morning, August, 6, I sat under a tree as I witnessed God Manifested beauty.
In front of me was
a beautiful lake,
with a vacant canoe,
beside me was rolling grassy hills,
and above me where blue skies with white puffy clouds.
I took in the sounds all around me, the buzzes and hums of summertime.
The warm wind gently blowing in my hair.
I sat with my guitar and just played with no singing, taking in this feeling.
Planting this feeling in the song.
Finally, when the time was right, I tried out our lyrics from yesterday.
"A dream is just a simple thing,
It starts as a seed.
A wish deep within your heart,
That longs to be freed.
Planted deep, and still asleep,
Don't hold it in, let it out."
Then, new lyrics for verse 2 came to me as I rested in this...