Two years ago, I attended Bruce Cockburn concert in this very room.

The very last song he played was the hauntingly beautiful instrumental piece ‘The End of All Rivers.” It was emotional: I was pretty sure it was the last time I would get to see him perform. I cried during the song.

And then, as the last notes faded away there was a tiny, crystal moment of silence in the room and I’m sure I wasn’t alone in reflecting on his music and how it’s touched my soul.

So when I went back into the room, empty now except for those memories, it was almost like that crystal silence was still there, waiting for me to return.

Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 6.29.2024