I believe this song is inspiring and beautiful enough to be considered magical, or used in a magical way. I'd like to memorize the chorus and use it frequently as a spell to give me and others extra energy and love and optimism and fortitude when fate blows those cold chilly nights into our lives. Or/and, it feels like these lyrics are being whispered from my soul to my heart to give me Life Life Life and all the incredible courage it implies, for just to stay alive at all implies great courage. So here's what it made me think/feel as I listened: Here's what I'd be hope to be contemplating if it were indeed the last (or current) day of life;
So have I stood up to the blows and challenges that my semi-self-chosen fate has dealt me? Have I made the most of the gifts I've been gifted with? Can't I open my heart wider to this sacred wondrous and terrifyingly surprising and mysterious universe, and let the immensity of it bring me to my tearful knees? Shall I live on, and on again, as the waves of shadow and light wash through my life, the summer fall winter spring of it all, picking me up one more time than it drops me, rebirthing me one more time than it kills me, waking me up one more time than it puts me to sleep? Can I feel the arms of love around me, even if right now there are only memories and hopes and intuitions of unpresent arms? Can I feel love and loved anyway and finally give my heart trustingly to the Universe, and once and for all fall into foolish love with Life not because I'm sure that it won't break my heart, but rather because I'm sure that it will, again, over and over, and mend it one more time than it breaks it, helping me grow grow grow ever onward toward forever, or at least as long as i care to? While deeply appreciative of the warm sweet breezes, in this ever-changing dancing universe, can I, as i think I must, withstand the icy blast again? Can I admit safety is nicer, bit not let my desire for it stifle my willingness to try new things and risk it all sometimes, can I risk it all now, knowing life becomes a crazy caged animal if I lose my sense of adventure. Can I refine my sense of adventure, crafting ingenious risks that pay off nicely if they go well, and teach meaningful lessons on how to do it better next time if things don't go well?
I believe this song is inspiring and beautiful enough to be considered magical, or used in a magical way. I'd like to memorize the chorus and use it frequently as a spell to give me and others extra energy and love and optimism and fortitude when fate blows those cold chilly nights into our lives. Or/and, it feels like these lyrics are being whispered from my soul to my heart to give me Life Life Life and all the incredible courage it implies, for just to stay alive at all implies great courage. So here's what it made me think/feel as I listened: Here's what I'd be hope to be contemplating if it were indeed the last (or current) day of life;
So have I stood up to the blows and challenges that my semi-self-chosen fate has dealt me? Have I made the most of the gifts I've been gifted with? Can't I open my heart wider to this sacred wondrous and terrifyingly surprising and mysterious universe, and let the immensity of it bring me to my tearful knees? Shall I live on, and on again, as the waves of shadow and light wash through my life, the summer fall winter spring of it all, picking me up one more time than it drops me, rebirthing me one more time than it kills me, waking me up one more time than it puts me to sleep? Can I feel the arms of love around me, even if right now there are only memories and hopes and intuitions of unpresent arms? Can I feel love and loved anyway and finally give my heart trustingly to the Universe, and once and for all fall into foolish love with Life not because I'm sure that it won't break my heart, but rather because I'm sure that it will, again, over and over, and mend it one more time than it breaks it, helping me grow grow grow ever onward toward forever, or at least as long as i care to? While deeply appreciative of the warm sweet breezes, in this ever-changing dancing universe, can I, as i think I must, withstand the icy blast again? Can I admit safety is nicer, bit not let my desire for it stifle my willingness to try new things and risk it all sometimes, can I risk it all now, knowing life becomes a crazy caged animal if I lose my sense of adventure. Can I refine my sense of adventure, crafting ingenious risks that pay off nicely if they go well, and teach meaningful lessons on how to do it better next time if things don't go well?
@zorbhead just brilliant, thank you.
@zorbhead just brilliant, thank you.