U-Turn Lili

Arta Dige Na (dona & shun version)

The Last Time I Say Your Name

I'll Carry You

CRY YOUR SONG

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


(for Mahmoud Darwish)

Carmel Reloaded

STAY OR GO – Dave Parsons Rivers / DJPcclubb
When love says stay, but truth says go. Sometimes it’s just not working out.

22/07/2025

Stay or Go

© 2025 WhoaProductions – All Rights Reserved

Guided by  
The reflection 
From the moon. 
Guiding through 
Where there’s room. 
Disidentification 
Would be a real 
Complication. 
As fog blocks 
The light to me. 
The light  
To my mind 
Illuminating 
My chest. 
Reflecting onto 
The ocean 
Of my gut. 
I thirst 
For what’s entrusted. 
To denounce 
The words 
That are pronounced. 
To hold 
Or 
Let go. 
The disidentification 
Of the lie. 
But, 
Is the perception 
Important 
Of what’s inside? 
If I see it 
As an illusion, 
Does that 
Allow me 
An obnoxious 
Conclusion? 
Is all love 
Just specialness 
Of a form? 
Is it all an act 
For me to perform? 
What point of view 
Is there to ensue? 
Do I fulfill my obligation 
To you? 
Spiritual principles 
And my to do. 
Is the light on me 
And you? 
The next right thing 
I can do. 
Propelled through life, 
I do know what’s right. 
To act with the light 
To keep it going 
With all my might. 
To let go and receive 
Its grace, 
Sharing the light 
From my own space. 
As I let time 
Continue on 
It’s race. 
The abutment 
The pillars of God’s grace 
Do I disown and call it 
To atone? 
I can understand 
But in what way 
Do I plan or act 
With no cause? 
Will I become lost? 
Keep it in the moment 
Look for the atonement.

The Moon's Reflection

STORY
The story illustrates phronesis—the classical Greek idea of practical wisdom, the kind of judgment that blends knowledge, experience, and moral insight.

The Bridge at Kalliros
The river Kalliros had flooded every spring for as long as the villagers remembered. This year the water had risen higher than anyone had seen. The young men argued for an immediate crossing to rescue sheep stranded on the far bank. “If we wait, they’ll drown,” one shouted. Another proposed building a raft from fresh-cut pine, ignoring the roar of the current.

Old Thaleia, the village midwife, said nothing at first. She had no formal training in engineering, nor the strength of youth. But she had watched the river for sixty harvests. She remembered the year the water turned suddenly when the snows melted late, the year when the bridge timbers twisted in a hidden eddy. She knew the sheep’s value and the risk to the men.

Finally she spoke.
“Cut no pine. Use the willow trunks upstream—last night’s rain has loosened them. Tie them with the reeds that grow near the oxbow bend. And wait two hours, until the meltwater from the eastern ridge has passed. You will see the mud eddies change colour; then you may cross, and not before.”

The young men grumbled, but the memory of her unerring births and quiet rescues gave them pause. They followed her plan. When the eddies paled, they lashed the willows and ferried the sheep across without loss.

Later a traveller asked why the villagers obeyed the old woman so readily.
“She knows more than rules,” the headman replied. “She knows when rules bend. That is wisdom for living—phronesis.”

This story highlights how phronesis is not just cleverness or technical skill (techne), but the seasoned judgment that grows from lived experience, moral concern, and a sense of the right moment to act.

INTERPRETATION 
The lyrics of “Willow Crossing” portray phronesis—practical wisdom—as a quiet but powerful guide amid danger and urgency.  The rising river symbolizes crises that tempt people into rash action, while the elder’s calm instructions embody the insight that comes from years of lived experience.  Her ability to “read the hour in the river’s lines” shows wisdom not as abstract knowledge but as attunement to the right moment, balancing courage with caution.  By urging the villagers to “wait for the eddies to pale,” the song celebrates patience and moral discernment: wisdom is not about rules or titles, but about sensing when to move and when to hold back, so that action is both timely and humane.

WILLOW CROSSING

sound of silence (cover)

october 9 2025
written by paul simon
guitar & vocals by charlotte bagwell

sound of silence

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