Bio: Bahia Tavakolian Brunelle, author, composer, teacher and public speaker, enjoys integrating art, music and literature in her work. Her writing spans a wide range of categories from novels, short stories and essays to poetry and songs. Her poems, lyrics and melodies receive worldwide airplay, and her books include Word of Mouth, Kingsley Drive to King’s Road and Why the Skydiver Sings.
Meeting with Masten
By Bahia Tavakolian Brunelle
Last night I dreamt I was meeting with Ric Masten
High on a cliff overlooking the Pacific
Strumming a guitar carved out of driftwood
Singing and talking with more voices than one
He joked about putting his audience to sleep
Though all eyes were captive and all ears were engaged
A poet speaking everyone’s language
From the privileged and blessed
To the ones fortune forgot
In this paradox of pleasure and pain on earth
He touched the human heart
Of every man, woman and child
Crisscrossing the continents of age and gender
Armed with his body of stories and songs
Freely offering answers
To questions some would never ask
Laughing at rejection
When he went out on a limb
Bravely baring his soul
Slaying hypocrisy and falsehood
In a good natured way
He made it hard for the crowd
To take itself too seriously
As the waves crashed down below
And stars lit up the stage
He never missed a punch line
He never missed a beat
While painting the universe
With colors that were true
He reminded us that life and death
Are just a breath apart
Some people never leave us
Some dreams will never die
Like the dream I had last night
Meeting with Masten
By Bahia Tavakolian Brunelle
Last night I dreamt I was meeting with Ric Masten
High on a cliff overlooking the Pacific
Strumming a guitar carved out of driftwood
Singing and talking with more voices than one
He joked about putting his audience to sleep
Though all eyes were captive and all ears were engaged
A poet speaking everyone’s language
From the privileged and blessed
To the ones fortune forgot
In this paradox of pleasure and pain on earth
He touched the human heart
Of every man, woman and child
Crisscrossing the continents of age and gender
Armed with his body of stories and songs
Freely offering answers
To questions some would never ask
Laughing at rejection
When he went out on a limb
Bravely baring his soul
Slaying hypocrisy and falsehood
In a good natured way
He made it hard for the crowd
To take itself too seriously
As the waves crashed down below
And stars lit up the stage
He never missed a punch line
He never missed a beat
While painting the universe
With colors that were true
He reminded us that life and death
Are just a breath apart
Some people never leave us
Some dreams will never die
Like the dream I had last night
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