Georgia on my mind, I remember a song, the sweetness of America,
I have never been there but once I was in Houston, Texas, my ship
was there for repairs. I rented a car and drove deep into
the countryside which was hot and dry, just like in a western movie,
I stopped at a dud farm and they gave an old mare to ride.
When tired of riding, the mare and I walked side by side along dusty
tracks and tumbleweeds and I thought of Indians who lived here
and left no history behind other than the baddies in western movies.
Both the mare and I knew while there might be historic changes and
upheaval, human nature remains the same; it is about war and peace,
love, hate and jealousy....and finally death. But not quite that, above
all there is dignity and respect for life. Texas has a big sun and it was
setting. “Home on the ranch” a song remembered. Time to get back
to the ocean and admire the dolphins and listen to their song.