Look at me You may think you see who I am But you’ll never know me Every day, it’s as if I play a part Now, I see If I wear a mask I can fool the world But I cannot fool my heart Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show Who am I inside? I am now in a world, where I have to hide my heart, And what I believe in But, somehow, I will show the world What’s inside my heart And be loved for who I am Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don’t know? Must I pretend that I’m someone else all the time? When will my reflection show Who I am?
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*****These are song lyrics on an album by pop singer Christina Aguillera.
She sang the song ‘Reflections’ in the Disney film ‘Moulan’.
Namaste I honor the place in you in which the entire universe dwells. I honor the place in you which is of Love, and of Truth, of Light and of Peace. When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me. We are One.
Namaste I honor the place in you in which the entire universe dwells. I honor the place in you which is of Love, and of Truth, of Light and of Peace. When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me. We are One.
S – Starting today E – Everything is going to be all right P – Pausing to listen T – To nature all around E – Even when I’m feeling down M – My heart will be open B – Because life is incredible E – Each and everyday R – Regardless of what’s handed my way.
♥ VAN MORRISON– WHEN THE LEAVES COME FALLING DOWN.♥
Namaste I honor the place in you in which the entire universe dwells. I honor the place in you which is of Love, and of Truth, of Light and of Peace. When you are in that place in you and I am in that place in me. We are One.
*****During Hurricane Ian, all of our tree, palms, bushes and plants were destroyed. The most devastating loss was the oak tree we had planted 34 years ago. Lighting decided to strike and split the tree in half. To read my post: The Mighty Oak click here
On November 7, 2016, the sad news was announced that the prominent poet, novelist, musician, singer, songwriter and paint artist, Leonard Cohen had died. He was born on September 21, 1934 in Westmount, Quebec, Canada.
His work explored religion, politics, isolation, sexuality, and personal relationships. He won the Chester Mac Naghten Literary Competition for the poems “Sparrows” and “Thoughts of a Landsman.”
During the New York City’s folk scene in Greenwich Village, I had the pleasure of being exposed to his words from other poets who were reciting his poems and aspiring to be as good.
It’s a formidable loss of an incredibly revered visionary artist.
If it be your will that I speak no more
And my voice be still as it was before
I will speak no more, I shall abide until
I am spoken for, if it be your will
If it be your will that a voice be true
From this broken hill, I will sing to you
From this broken hill, all your praises they shall ring
If it be your will to let me sing
From this broken hill all your praises they shall ring
If it be your will to let me sing
If it be your will, if there is a choice
Let the rivers fill, let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill on all these burning hearts in Hell
If it be your will to make us well
And draw us near, and bind us tight
All your children here in their rags of light
In our rags of light, all dressed to kill
And end this night, if it be your will, if it be your will