The Meadow I walked across a meadow once, where phlox and daisies grew, their brightly colored petals lightly dipped in morning dew. A tender carpet woven from the blades of grassy green, where nature tossed some sprigs of moss to fill the in-between. The smell of blooming flowers floated sweetly in the air, and pollinators on the wing made sure they’re always there. A field of beauty cast beneath the blue and cloudless s...

The Meadow I walked across a meadow once, where phlox and daisies grew, their brightly colored petals lightly dipped in morning dew. A tender carpet woven from the blades of grassy green, where nature tossed some sprigs of moss to fill the in-between. The smell of blooming flowers floated sweetly in the air, and pollinators on the wing made sure they’re always there. A field of beauty cast beneath the blue and cloudless s...

The crowd is getting anxious – then the lights begin to dim, and in the spotlight’s capture, they can see – it’s really him! A true iconic rocker – one that everybody knows, with a fanbase he’s collected from a thousand prior shows. The instruments are waking up, as the players take the stage and try to sound the same as when they’re played by Jimmy Page. He saunters to the microphone amidst the cheering fans, and makes a...