Here Again

‘Anthem’
by Leonard Cohen

“The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don’t dwell on what has passed away
Or what is yet to be

Ah, the wars they will be fought again
The holy dove, she will be caught again
Bought and sold, and bought again
The dove is never free

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in

We asked for signs
The signs were sent
The birthed betrayed
The marriage spent
Yeah, and the widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see

I can’t run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
A thundercloud
They’re going to hear from me

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
there is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in

You can add up the parts
But you won’t have the sum
You can strike up the march
There is no drum
Every heart, every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in

That’s how the LIGHT gets in..”

Here Again
(excerpt from a journal)

A familiar place
yet changed.

So, too, this Pilgrim.

A walk.
Unknown terrain…
What will the ground be like?
Soft?
Soaked?
Untamed?

Will it be like my Soul, a seed,
rooted again and again.

A tapestry of threads
beauty never fading…
colors binding!

A simple instrument I am…
—No-thing I seek.
Wishing only to be ‘played.’

I’ve let-go.

You seemed to have ‘passed’
—blossoming are words
like ballads,
harmonizing effortlessly
carrying me to edges…
I LEAP!

My boots, light like feathers
fanning their way to the sun.

“Anthem” sung by Leonard Cohen
accompanies me.

I set foot in the ‘cracks’ 
so the LIGHT might be made
manifest in me.

Listen…
the sound of the birds,
‘what will they seem to say?’

Even if no sound be heard
—if no sense made in these varied sentences
—it matters not.

In between the spaces, each word…

a crack—

‘that’s how the LIGHT gets in.’

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