Gaa-Yaa-Guem
Music alters our being, the DNA of our senses
Our thoughts, perceptions, the air we breathe
I sought the droplets of sound from my past
Sometimes whining, twining, arching elliptical
Notes I never heard....
Trying to make sense of where we are
All from -
Has never been easy
Hearing the news of another
Muslim girl/boy
Fled to a warring battlefield to face
The destiny their parents deserted
The heritage that never was (was it pure terrorism)
Someone somewhere (CS Lewis? but not just him - so many before, and after)
Noted the call to belong
Ingrained within our DNA
I have a way back
Not many have that luxury
But will I use that power
To find my way back
And maybe it's not the way
Back
They say between love and hate there is but a thin line
So it goes with high art and clichés
Such a fine balancing act we must put on -
And between the future and the past
An even thinner partition
That hardly divides
But is another blossom
Gift of gods
To us.
2 Comments:
Tell me who you are? I have trawled your blogs, liked what I say of the recent (2014) posts I read and would like to know more.
Is there another blog?
Thank you so much for your interest, Frika. I don't have any other posts other than those under Anaconda - although there are a few false starts under this aka....I live in London, I am a Korean (as you might guessed from the reference to Gaa-Yaa-Guem), very much middle-aged and living an ordinary commuter life. I hope to post more things in the future...
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