When writing the prose type words below, in about Springtime last year I imagine, there was a contentment involved in seeing the home studio for recording my music plan develop and everything going along nicely. Over the time since this 2025 New Year, and a few months before if being honest, motivation has taken a hammering. Settling back into the ongoing project this year has been a real fight. So much so that the act of intensity for results leaves exhausting consequences. Even last week’s ‘one week’ break in the Yorkshire Dales area hasn’t repaired the broken dullness of recent application with songwriting and music recording. The rationale as to why is simple. Inspiration loss, fear of the sharp learning curve of technology required for recording, inability in older age, overwhelming tiredness since January’s influenza hammering and…….flying solo. Technophobia and lack of skills using certain instruments. Flying solo has been the most intense part since April 2024. Not lonely, but alone. And? Feeling totally out of my depth….

SUMMERS’ INNER SPIRIT HAS TO REFLECT AND FIND A DIFFERENT ENERGY TO RETURN TO THE FEELINGS FELT DESCRIBED WITHIN THE WORDS BELOW……

Today, I feel amazed

That, of all days, today’s

Happenstance

Chained down

Sought Dreams

That could finally begin.

I’m no longer afraid

Because Today seemed to last for

A million years.

Contentment and no fears

It’s now time to live life

Again.

Some days

Seem to find their own perfection.

And then?

Sudden ensuing calmness envelops.

Goodbye to fears

Of failure.

The jigsaw is complete.

Inspiration developed

Amongst the seriousness

Of dedication.

Concentration.

Seeking the inner creation.

Suddenly! Awaken.

Application?

In a single moment

Waves goodbye,

As faerie dusted happenstance

Comes by,

Stops,

And says ‘Hi!’

Lyrics and melody

Finally meet.

No more corrections.

They take each other’s hands

And naturally and simply

Begin to dance.

In that familiar rhythm.

Of twinned perfection.

Complete.

The dream-song has avoided

The bitterness

Of defeat.

Contentment and tears.

………Spill.