Sur: Regreso al amor

Yo-Yo Ma - Soul of the Tango - Sur: Regreso al amor by Astor Piazzolla

Redemption Songs

We are on the second floor of some unknown small place. There is this stage on the first floor. It is crowded. We are staring at the stage together. Poems and stories... The soft light on the stage... Young people... the songs that we don't know... the words that I cannot catch... And then they play Redemption Songs from Bob Marley, just a small part...

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs

I just feel happy, so happy to see you again. I feel tranquil. I feel I am alive. The moment becomes the song, vivid and bright. Redemption Songs.

Correct Words

My last tens days in New York... I feel like I have a lot of things to say, but I cannot find the correct words. They don't come.

 

It tastes as though leaving something you have imagined but you have already forgotten behind.  Maybe an understanding of the time, your body, and the distance. Maybe missing someone you have fallen in love with. Maybe, the taste of the constant conflicts in your thoughts. It is as though not to have the strength to stop the waves and surrounding yourself in the end. A strong feeling of facing yourself and unknown.

Montauk Lighthouse

The view from the Montauk Lighthouse.

Thank you Dan!

Baby Can I Hold You

Sorry
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry like sorry

Forgive me
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine

I love you
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like I love you I love you

Tracy Chapman - "Baby Can I Hold You"

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me

what you do for a living.

I want to know

what you ache for

and if you dare to dream

of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me

how old you are.

I want to know 

if you will risk 

looking like a fool

for love

for your dream

for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me

what planets are 

squaring your moon...

I want to know

if you have touched

the centre of your own sorrow

if you have been opened

by life’s betrayals

or have become shrivelled and closed

from fear of further pain.

I want to know

if you can sit with pain

mine or your own

without moving to hide it

or fade it

or fix it.

I want to know

if you can be with joy

mine or your own

if you can dance with wildness

and let the ecstasy fill you 

to the tips of your fingers and toes

without cautioning us

to be careful

to be realistic

to remember the limitations

of being human.

It doesn’t interest me

if the story you are telling me

is true.

I want to know if you can

disappoint another

to be true to yourself.

If you can bear

the accusation of betrayal

and not betray your own soul.

If you can be faithless

and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty

even when it is not pretty

every day.

And if you can source your own life

from its presence.

I want to know

if you can live with failure

yours and mine

and still stand at the edge of the lake

and shout to the silver of the full moon,

“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me

to know where you live

or how much money you have.

I want to know if you can get up

after the night of grief and despair

weary and bruised to the bone

and do what needs to be done

to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me

who you know

or how you came to be here.

I want to know if you will stand

in the centre of the fire

with me

and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me

where or what or with whom

you have studied.

I want to know 

what sustains you

from the inside

when all else falls away.

I want to know

if you can be alone 

with yourself

and if you truly like

the company you keep

in the empty moments.

From Invitation by Oriah

http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/