It's uncanny how often words of movement and motion are used to describe music. It propels Oliver Sacks, it stirs me, it can make walking easier for Parkinson's patients.. Life is a journey, one foot after the after, and sometimes we run. I am a pilgrim passing through, I am not made of the same stuff as when I began. And that' a comforting thought. I think we need to take the time to learn from those who have gone before us - whether it's in faith, science, friendship, our families. By carrying signs from the past with us, almost counter-intuitively, this makes the present New.
This song moves me.:
"Shadowfeet" by Brooke Fraser - can be found on youtube.
Walking,stumbling on these shadowfeet
toward home,a land that i've never seen
I am changing: less and less asleep
made of different stuff than when i began
and i have sensed it all along
fast approaching is the day
[CHORUS]
when the world has fallen out from under me
I'll be found in you, still standing
when the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
when time and space are through
I'll be found in you
Theres distraction buzzing in my head
saying in the shadows it's easier to stay
but I've heard rumours of true reality
whispers of a well-lit way
[CHORUS]
You make all things new
[CHORUS]
[CHORUS 2]
When the world has fallen out from under me
I'll be found in you, still standing
Every fear and accusation under my feet
when time and space are through
I'll be found in you
Taking a camera to the world, I know that my vantage point will be different from yours, and I will *click at a different time than you might. I have been editing some of my old photos tonight, just shots I took with my cell phone, of objects on my desk, leaves I've brought inside.. And even if the photos I work on on any given day are of different things, they will look like a group.
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