Blind...

 

"I love to see your hair shining ~ In the long summer's light

I love to watch the stars fill the sky ~ On a summer night

The music sways you take his hand

I watch how you touch him as you start to dance

And I wish I were blind ~ When I see you with your man..."

~ Bruce Springsteen

 

(Music: Bruce Springsteen ~ I Wish I Were Blind)

 

 

Ironically, the album Human Touch by Bruce Springsteen was the first music I bought twenty some years ago after Patti and I were married. At the time I had no way of knowing how prophetic the

lyrics were and how haunted I should have been by the melody.

Life turns in unexpected twists and unwelcomed happenstances and then something captures your imagination like a song which eviscerates your soul with the truth and pain invoked by the singer whose imagery is too real and emotion to honest not to cause an emotive and cognitive response – tears and reflection.

Thus the power of story, poetry and music for all who dance with the human experience and too often only in retrospect and in a conflagration of expectations know what the singer was singing and the melody was teaching.

 

“We struggle here but all our love's in vain ~ Oh these eyes that once filled me with your beauty

Now fill me with pain ~ And the light that once entered here ~ Is banished from me

And this darkness is all baby that my heart sees

And though this world is filled ~ With the grace and beauty of God's hand

Oh I wish I were blind ~ When I see you with your man…”

~ Bruce Springsteen