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Hello In There

Remembering a music legend. We have lost some beautiful humans in the past few months, both famous and not. The world seems sadder somehow just knowing they have moved on. It was with a heavy heart that I learned about the passing of John Prine, iconic folk singer of the 60’s and 70’s, his songs remaining relevant to this day. His songs are ballads, filled with heart, soul and the bare grit that is human life. He succumbed to the Coronavirus.

As a teenager, I sat with friends belting out sing-a-long style to his voice and the voices of those who brought his words to life. Some of those, sadly, have moved on as well. John Denver took us through our angsty years and I still miss him. He wrote songs made famous by musicians like Kris Kristofferson, Bonnie Raitt, George Strait and Miranda Lambert, to name a few. Marianne Faithfull,  who recorded duets with John, is also dealing with this unconscionable virus across the ocean, but is reportedly doing well.

So, let’s all raise a cup to his…
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Suspended

Mind has gone numb as the world slows to a blur.
The bustle of life- symphony of sound, a whir
Where to turn now,   and what does the truth become?
Fact, fiction, fantasy, or waking nightmare for some.. so many can any one  speed it up? 
No backward motion, silly notion of return to what was- it was what brought us here- the fear palpable visceral as we  wait pray play and stay inside-
hide from the unseen enemy
Suspended. 
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And saying farewell to a beloved musician whose popular hit is most relevant today. We will miss you Bill Withers. 



The Deafening Silence

The Sound of Silence
Hello Darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains within the  Sound of Silence.
This first verse to an old but perpetually relevant song by Simon and Garfunkel has been a recurring theme for me throughout my life.  In the mystical moment between asleep and awake lie the revelations that sear the soul, the brilliant 'Aha's' that I try to grasp even as they slip once more into the chasm of oblivion.   My heart cries to capture them and share these truths with the world; but, like glistening drops of morning dew, they disintegrate when touched-shattering into a million molecules that disappear into the atmosphere once again...waiting.  They wait for us to be ready, to be worthy, to be willing to hear and to accept the truth of what they are, what we are and what we have done, and what we must do to be at peace with the …

The Gleaning

Listen, can you hear? Can you see the tears her heart sheds for her children?  From birth the Earth sustains, remains constant, reliable, viable, strong. How long?
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It Will Always Be Too Late

to know the joy of connection, of fulfilling someone's dream of acceptance, to give of yourself when you feel you are depleted, if you wait for a 'better time', a clearer head, the 'right' moment, or different circumstances.  Death is a dream for those that leave but can be a nightmare for those left behind.

Words of the heart can be spoken across the veil, even with the breath of life between souls; but why wait?  The time is always now for sincerity, love, expression and truth.

Say it loud, say it clear. You can listen as well as you hear. It's too late, when we die to admit we don't see eye to eye...

I love you all!!! Never forget.

Beside Myself...

Would be more appropriate than the prompt given to us today by our wonderful host Linda Hilll.
Today’s prompt was Beside you, looking right beside you for what you will write about. Click on the link to visit her blog, read the rules, and meet other great writers too.

When I saw the prompt this morning I was up before the sun, attempting yet again to apply for unemployment assistance. I have been trying for several days, quite unsuccessfully to finalize the process. The system is, understandably, overloaded, leading to restarts, reboots, glitches and dead-ends. Big sigh....


Piles and notes and all the details I can muster cannot make the impossible happen. Supposedly they are updating the system tomorrow and I will try again..and again..and again, because we can’t give up. Our lives depend upon our resilience, our fortitude and our patience.  We must be thankful for those tangible things we are blessed with like a home, food, family that is still healthy, the sun rising to greet us f…

Reflection

Today I caught a glimpse of time, frozen in perfection, it’s lightness took my breath away, stole my sorrow- floating above its  reflection, weeping silently for  lost moments, waiting for the ticking clock of opportunity. We wept together in pain with hope of  gentle currents and heady winds of bright change. Till then- content we admired  Life’s reflection...
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