Thursday, March 8, 2012
Stars, Music and Peace.
This particular piece is written about a song that connect myself and a very dear friend of mine, my best friend actually. She's in my class. We wrote about the same piece, and used the same quote from the lyrics in our pieces. Weird. But awesome. I really hope someone will find peace with one of the most musically dreamlike song, Caribbean Blue by the Celtic singer, Enya.
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More Than Only Blue
ReplyDeleteSweet echoes,
the voice of Mother Nature.
Her name, a seed
that grows in my ears,
hindering the verbal interference of the world,
filling them with the sounds of the earth.
Harmonies that reverberate off the walls,
and into my eyes.
Her eyes.
Blue eyes.
But blue isn’t a color.
It’s a passion,
an emotion.
“I do believe the sky above is
Caribbean Blue.”
More than just “blue.”
Caribbean Blue.
It’s the air we breathe,
the first piece of our connection.
Two strangers, united.
United by a celtic song.
I can’t explain it.
I can’t undo,
and I’d never want to.
The first of many jokes,
the first of many adventures.
Adventures hidden from steel,
from man-made pollution.
Hidden from plastic and the stench of arrogance.
Many star-glazed nights.
Staring,
at simplicity.
Embracing effortless easiness;
a hard thing for me to accept and do.
I hear her voice again,
and again.
And again.
I listen to the sirens song,
she swells within me.
Her voice, penetrates my skin,
and the cellos, pianos and melodies break through
the iron fisted barrier of my consciousness.
I am home.