I do not know how it started or when. But I know that I usually have songs that company my daily mundane. OK, I know it is weird. Especially to declare this personal truth on a web site where everybody can reach. But please go on reading please...(And at the background, Ofra haza sings Yerushalayim Shel Zahav with all the inviting pain drops.) Though, the soundtrack life helps me a lot. It makes life easier much more easier with the fun it provides. Imagine watching a boring ugly overbearing man that you have to listen to. I mostly do not listen to these people. I just pretend while they are singing songs from Madonna.
And in time my instincts proved me right when I trusted in these songs. Every person in my life has a song now. And they got these songs mostly at the very first time I met them. It is like their smell.
Anyway, this is my first blog and I just wanted to let you know that the poem you see on the right is my song. That is why it is here. If you want to know how I smell :) , just read this poem. It is a good start.
Wild Geese
- Ari
- You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting-- over and over announcing your place in the family of things. Mary Oliver.
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