Tuesday, April 22, 2008

In Through the Out Door

Someone has stolen our Springtime and brought back Winter. We had snow all weekend, and now it's just cold.

My dreams are haunted lately by a vague parade of people passing through, most of whom I haven't seen or heard from in years. They nod and move on. It's as if I'm at a great sleeping reception for my life. In the words of Dorothy, "Oh my! People come and go so quickly here!"

I've had some beautiful people wander through my life. A few have stayed, more have just drifted through, gracing the moment. Much of that is my own doing. While I'm very open with who I am, it's more of an outflow. I don't let people in, as beautiful as they may be, without them showing the proper credentials at the door. It's a self-protective mechanism.

"
I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I would
give of myself,
If you don't go
."
~Suzanne Vega, Caramel

I was talking with Laura last night and rediscovering my love of Suzanne Vega's music. (*winks at Laura* pass me them peas!) This is one of my favorites, Caramel. It's one of the most lovely, seductive songs ever written. It's one of those songs that I can't just listen to once... I always hit replay on it.

2 comments:

  1. Good song and yeah most people wander in and out but very, very few actually make it "inside"....

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  2. So-phia home, child... Sophia HOME ~

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