I started a kick boxing class tonight and I am hurt and exhausted.
The poetry in my heart and soul today comes from Richie Havens, who sadly passed away today. I remember as a kid my parents three record set of the Woodstock Concert. Records are those big, black disc thingies. Anywho, one of the most haunting songs that was at the same uplifting was Richie Haven's rendition of "Motherless Child."
For today, here he is (after a 4 second commercial you can skip):