Divas

Introducing ladies and men

the star of my show

grace and a quiet confidence

the magic ingredient to our home

sweeter than any little girl you ever met

softer than a whisper can ever get

Chorus

But oh that smile

such a beautiful song

each day i wanna make her sing along

make her sing along

I've often met

the many voices in her head

each of a different time

a harmony of complex rhyme

she saves us everyday

silent tears so we won't lose our way

so we won't lose our way

Chorus

Lost and Found

the sounds of your intention
echo through the waves of my space
stirring everything in their wake
so alive tears flow free down my face

inspiration and desire
such a long time coming
hallelujah and a song escapes the lips
a hundred harps and a lyre

savour the sweet breeze
surrender
and you're home again
lost and found again

Freedom Town

it's time i hit the road

me shoulders free 'o the load

we're kickin it up we're takin you down

yea next stop Freedom Town

rangers on the dawn of a new season

the kings of our land of good reason

we heed the half moon blower

this soiree's far from over

the realisation that i was a cynic and/or a skeptic dawned on me a few years ago..and i must admit it made me feel strangely sorted and very 'cool'.. but now i find it to be an inconvenience in the least and an insurmountable roadblock in getting myself to really believe in anything.
But i do believe in signs.. or am atleast greatly amused and gladdened by them.. like how i'm rediscovering the beatles in a big way..and everything seems to be nodding its approval :)
like getting an abbey road cd.. realising the mug that i'd bought dinky was the album art ... randomly finding a feature on how the road's been immortalised by the Beatles and at any point in time tourists dot the zebra crossing trying to recreate that magic moment..
and then i hear an instrumental rendition of 'strawberry fields forever' after having hummed the song all day long, unprompted :P
i loooove these strange coincidences... they're like divine witticisms that can only be relevant to you at any given time:)

The Morning after :)

There's such a happy irony about some of the Beatles' songs.. a critic might vigorously disagree but who gives a shit.. this is my space :) And they're exactly the sort of strains that seem perfect for the day. There's so many bands that i absolutely adore but most days i can't bear to listen to a lot of them..lol.. And i seem to be an outsider to the exercise as well actually.. i would be as surprised as the next person some days at how my play list has been pieced together. It's really great.
And usually the surprise appearance of a Tabla or Flute in the ensemble feels like this reward for being so open to new experiences :) Like right now.
It's beautiful weather out and it feels like the sort of day that has enough light.. and not the sort of offensive light on a regular summer day...it's greyer and cooler... for you to see a lot of the world and be delighted by the most mundane sightings like a squirrel sitting unselfconsciously bang in the centre of the lawn contemplating what would be a wise next move :) or a mom talking engagingly to her unduly curious little daughter as if she were an adult perfectly capable of making sense of the world.
I do have to go buy a guitar string.. :)

i'm really hoping it's true what they say about being third time lucky. This is a road i've almost gone down twice before and now i feel like there's this beautiful tranquil place just beyond the hill but well within reach.. if i were to dwell on the illusory analogy. i would never be able to say a sentence like that with a straight face or without a return smirk..and i don't at all mean to sound hurt by that:).. just that i've unwittingly managed to create a space with that sort of energy around me.. and so.. i'm already beginning to get a real sense of the freedom this affords.
It just struck me today as amusing...( and most things seem to have an uncanny ability to fit right into that box of mine :).. wonder if i've somehow widened the definition and scope of the word 'amusement' to simplify / add complexity to life.. as the case may be.. or am i just inordinately perceptive to know the difference? lol )..how horribly skewed the balance of the truth and everything else that is complimentary to it is. And the problem seems to get more acute as you get older. For the sake of a silver lining, the awareness of truth within us possibly grows, but everything in the space between is a set of glorified versions, denials, calculations, customised offerings or outright lies.. most of the time anyway. And the irony is that everyone recognises the depravity to a certain degree and yet we choose to do the dance again :). And when for the briefest time that space is sacred and someone else helps make being honest with yourself easier.. it's precious. They've been few and far in between but they're liberating as hell:)

PS: I had a dream last night where a wonderful uncle treated us to the 'Cirque De Soleil'... i cannot even begin to describe how vivid it was... up until that moment i had never really seen any visuals or read any descriptions of the show... the mind's a wonderfully unintelligible place :)