Apologies for posting a partly written column. i did it when Mercury was retrograde… For now, on account of the bittersweet quality of love and it’s celebrations please accept this piece of poetry from an old song.
I’ve heard them say the word forever
But I don’t know if words have meaning when they are promised
In fear of losing what can’t be borrowed
Or lent in blindness, or blessed by pageantry, or sold by preachers
While you’re still walking your separate way.
Sometimes we bind ourselves together
And seldom know the harm in binding the only feeling that cries for freedom
And needs unfolding and understanding
And time for holding a simple mirror
The one reflection to call your own.
Reflections in a Crystal Wind
Mimi and Richard Farinia