This is a 10 year old song, but came across recently and became an instant favourite. When the lyrics, singing and music fits just so. It could be the soundtrack for my January.
“Is not January the hardest month to get through?” - Henry David Thoreau
Sometimes when you see your thoughts reflected everywhere, meaning of some songs or quotes or sayings you see which seems to resonate. It could have been meaningless or overlooked at other times.
The tight grip on the heart loosens sometimes, the rock that sits on it shifts, clouds part and there is sunshine and there is mental clarity when I see the larger struggle of everybody. Perspective plays hide and seek, contracting and expanding. Resolutions are like sharp objects that scrape against the skin, reminding though the pain.
Sit with the discomfort, this too shall pass, time is the healer.
Just then, Wild Geese comes on the A Poem A Day feed.
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