I love how music and art carry fragments of the soul language that ties us all together. I swim in it and my mind and body melt into the sound and we all become one, floating in the river of allness. Emotions flow in and out and all around, and it’s a beautiful and healing immersion.
You ask me where did I fall — I’ll say I can’t tell you when.
But if my spirit is lost, how will I find what is near? Don’t question, I’m not alone; Somehow I’ll find my way home.
My sun shall rise in the east, so shall my heart be at peace. And if you’re asking me when, I’ll say it starts at the end. You know your will to be free is matched with love, secretly. And talk will alter your prayer. Somehow you’ll find you are there!
Your friend is close by your side, and speaks in far ancient tongue. A season’s wish will come true. All seasons begin with you. A world we all come from, one world –we melt into one! Just hold my hand and we’re there! Somehow we’re going somewhere!
–Jon & Vangelis
I sure love that song.
