DARK VISION OR CALL TO LIFE?

Time is relentless, and we don't get it back--at least not in this form as we know it--so why read an obscure songwriter’s blog? Why do anything, for that matter?

Death. That’s why. A dark vision? No, it's more of a call to life. I'm calling us all to life. What is worth doing, anyway? I am writing this on September 11, a dark day in our country’s memory. Tomorrow is my birthday, a day that only a handful of friends and family members have any reason to think about. It’s all relative. W. S. Merwin ponders another date that passes every year:

FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF MY DEATH

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day

When the last fires will wave to me

And the silence will set out

Tireless traveler

Like the beam of a lightless star

Then I will no longer

Find myself in life as in a strange garment

Surprised at the earth

And the love of one woman

And the shamelessness of men

As today writing after three days of rain

Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease

And bowing not knowing to what

HERE'S WHERE THE MUSIC COMES IN. Here’s where songs bring us closer to each other and clarify life in the midst of chaos and in the face of our mortality. We need to hear each other’s experiences.

So if you have nothing more important to do, read this blog. Otherwise, go where your life is calling you. I'll keep writing as a small part of my calling. Return here as often as you wish.