Other People's Words
Since I can’t find mine
Have you noticed I send out other people’s words every so often? Is it obvious I do it when my world is falling apart? I try to not be too random. Even with other’s thoughts, I am still about, still trying to say something, somehow...
I dwell. If you’ve read more than one of these posts I assume you have caught on to that fact.
These words are about not dwelling. They are about hard work of dealing with your path. Seen and unseen outcomes.
I’ve had a few of her songs in my head lately. If you haven’t heard this before, may I suggest a listen.
I sometimes feel the song goes on, like a path does I suppose. It’s slow. It’s lonely.
I was surprised to see the lyrics are just as many as any other song. Maybe it is the ache that lingers on, maybe that was what I heard. An echo.
I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got
Song by Sinéad O'Connor
I'm walking through the desert
And I am not frightened although it's hot
I have all that I requested
And I do not want what I haven't got
I have learned this from my mother
See how happy she has made me
I will take this road much further
Though I know not where it takes me
I have water for my journey
I have bread and I have wine
No longer will I be hungry
For the bread of life is mine
I saw a navy bluebird
Flying way above the sea
I walked on and I learned later
That this navy bluebird was me
I returned a paler bluebird
And this is the advice they gave me
"You must not try to be too pure
You must fly closer to the sea"
So I'm walking through the desert
And I am not frightened although it's hot
I have all that I requested
And I do not want what I haven't got
Your reading of the Mast means the world to me. To further support me you could be a raven…
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