Posts tagged ‘self’

23/06/2013

Peripheral Vision (Turrell Light)

 

The dark absorbs all sense of self.

A draining whole, negating space.

I stand and stare, alone and small,

A mind as lost as light itself.

 

There is no movement, nothing drifts,

The echoes of the first and last.

As flux eternal overwhelms,

The grip on truth disintegrates.

 

On truth: on what was built as such.

These fragments dazzled by our words,

These hopes and histories which choke.

That truth, that fraud, collapses in.

 

And I am left: a tiny thing,

A light in light, a flame in flames.

 

 

15/12/2012

Song 9: You Are The Music

 

You are the music of my life:

Like freedom on a Highland loch,

Where grebes can dance their wildest dreams,

And mountains hang like summer clouds.

 

You are the music of my pasts:

Where molecules of memories merge,

And sadnesses and joys are joined,

And riotous the stories’ births.

 

You are the music of my world:

The self-absorbed and self-proclaimed,

The moments which meant all to me:

And all of which just had to be.

 

The strings of place, the pulse of time,

This world of music, world of mine.

 

 

 

Loch Ruthven, Highland, where we heard You Are The Music by King Creosote.