I think of you from time to time. And you are so many people. I’m sure the reflection reflects back. Play me some strings. In fact, play me a song. Or have you forgotten how? Have you forgotten the music? I almost did. Perhaps it was a pause. I can’t explain being on pause other than just stopping and that’s pretty accurate. But there’s something violent in the impetus of a pause. It takes something of a greater force to get going again. And I will play you a song now. How I forgive you… How I wish you the world… How I wish you well… I held on tight to a principle and paid a heavy burden. And I realize I hold on a lot to this right and wrong while I judge you for judging and it’s a real hypocrisy that needs to stop. But there’s only so much I can change. The rest is fixed. I only hope you forgive me too. And I think you do. There’s a light on in the hallway and it’s 4:30am. I see. I stand. My hands toil this earth as do yours. And mine’s always been outstretched in your direction. It’s so quiet sometimes. I’ll wear a feather in my ear to symbolize flight. I want to be like the honeybee working hard and sipping nectar. And I think I am. But would you believe me if I told you I suspect it’s a little harder for me with these emotions on my sleeve?
Here are the songs I was listening to while I wrote my rant from a pause. Enjoy!