ODE TO COLTRANE Wind swept hills and rain scattering its fragile                                blossomsAutumn fraught with unanswered questions-    disturbing wonderings    and muffled death...Into this void    -Coltrane leaves his distictive            heritage   -black suffering - nubian          trance - musing - darkened flight of      miracles painting wings across the ceilings                                of the mind...     Cheerless notes lift stranded in spirit  time - waiting for another voice to read              their... Continue Reading →