tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992854477969615246.post2398313505228143160..comments2023-07-01T09:55:21.659-04:00Comments on Cranial Vault: I Sing the Body ElectricAJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14195849354729997708noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992854477969615246.post-28504367841217863412009-10-27T21:45:16.548-04:002009-10-27T21:45:16.548-04:00Thanks, Bert. It's beautiful. :)Thanks, Bert. It's beautiful. :)AJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14195849354729997708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992854477969615246.post-41337701703250843392009-10-27T16:59:40.195-04:002009-10-27T16:59:40.195-04:00I think that thing that I find to be achingly beau...I think that thing that I find to be achingly beautiful is the hopefulness. It's not overt, but I feel it.Berthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15238330626285186325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4992854477969615246.post-45117710865563815812009-10-27T16:57:14.623-04:002009-10-27T16:57:14.623-04:00One of my favorite songs of longing is the Gratefu...One of my favorite songs of longing is the Grateful Dead's <i>Crazy Fingers</i>. Robert Hunter (poet/lyricist) explains in his book <i>A Box Of Rain</i> "<i>Crazy Fingers</i> is a collection of haiku-style verses, mostly seventeen syllables, some more successful than others, with no connecting link other than similarity of mood." I happen to think the result is beautiful.<br /><br />Your rain falls like crazy fingers<br />Peals of fragile thunder keeping time<br /><br />Recall the days that still are to come<br />Some sing blue<br /><br />Hang your heart on laughing willow<br />Stray down to the water<br />Deep sea of love<br /><br />Beneath the cool calm face of the sea<br />Swift undertow<br /><br /><i>Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know<br />See how it feels in the end<br />May Lady Lullaby sing plainly for you<br />Soft, strong, sweet and true </i><br /><br />Cloud hands reaching from a rainbow<br />Tapping at the window touch your hair<br /><br />So swift and bright<br />Strange figures of light<br />Float in air.<br /><br />Who can stop what must arrive now?<br />Something new is waiting to be born<br /><br />Dark as the night <br />You're still by my side <br />Shining side<br /><br />Gone are the days we stopped to decide<br />Where we should go<br />We just ride<br />Gone are the broken eyes we saw through in dreams<br />Gone, both dream and lie<br /><br /><i>Life may be sweeter for this, I don't know,<br />Feels like it might be all right<br />While Lady Lullaby sings plainly for you<br />Love still rings true</i><br /><br />Midnight on a carousel ride<br />Reaching for the gold ring down inside<br /><br />Never could reach<br />It just slips away but I tryBerthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15238330626285186325noreply@blogger.com