You get into your car, and the radio is on. You’re driving somewhere fairly automatically – to the local shops, say – and you don’t even notice the music playing. It’s a nice day for a drive, after all.
Sometime along the way, though, you realise that the song you’re listening to is fairly mediocre, and not quite to your tastes. You also realise that there are at least five other stations which play music, and, not being in the mood for stuffy AM talkback, you hit a button to change presets.
Happily, it’s a song you love, a real favourite! But alas, only the last couple of bars play. All too soon it’s over, and, saddened that the moment has passed, you realise that you never knew what you were missing, until you decided to change stations.
If only you had changed stations sooner…
so much of a breaking
heart poured into 12 minutes
tears falling with fingers onto ivory keys
sorrow wrenched from the soul and woven
into mournful notes
such tragic harmony; bleak and
ill-kept hopes dashed by
shrouded reality and obscured truth
noun (from betray, vt): … 4) disclosure in violation of confidence.
(e.g. “Her recount could only have been considered a betrayal.”)
The wind blows, sweet, clear and warm
And I feel all it blows along and away
I’ve watched and waited and grown less cold
Time has brought changes, big and small
And I felt all of them deep within
Some bad, many good, some amazing
But the point is, I feel everything
The sensations, old and new, all feel new again
Dreams live on
For the first time in a long time my head and my heart are in agreement, experiencing a certain harmony. Perhaps because of this, or maybe in light of it, I am enjoying the serene stillness of a sleeping city. Until moments ago I was outside, gently throwing a ball for the dog to fetch and listening to the soft rumble of the thin distant traffic.
When I look deep within I am pleased to be here, but reaching the depths from the welcoming shallows frequently requires much effort.
I’m going outside again. I may be some time.