Gene Kunitomi Tribute

Gene sang this song at Ruck's memorial service, and I sang it at his, as an honoring of his beautiful voice. I got chills whenever he sang this song.

Lion

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Bright Angel
by Susan Osborn


And when I let go,
and fly to the sun,
take my remains
where the wild rivers run -
and scatter them there
in the dry desert air
where the bright angel falls.

There are times when my spirit,
weary and worn,
goes for the peace
of the sweet canyon dawn;
to rise from my sleep,
dreamless and deep,
to the canyon wren’s song...

And then live out my days
in the ancient one’s ways,
dancing on ledges
and riding the waves,
listening to voices
through millions of years -
I’ll laugh with their laughter
I’ll cry with their tears.

La la la la…