Behold the packed crate
with a sealed fate
for the cracked pate
(Oh and thanks Google Translate).
don’t just stand there
throw some glitter
seriously, get some glitter…
Compelled to her feet
He reminded her of the Garden.
It kept her walking…
Breathed to her healing
the Leaves’ Scent from the Garden.
piercing through dimensions
outlining her shape
the distant memory of tears
on the River drenched Fruit.
She was flying …
Photo credit: Chase Miller
I didn’t even realise until my grandfather’s funeral. The first funeral of someone close to me. That so much of the time we just aren’t paying attention.
So we watched him being lowered into the ground.
It’s overwhelming isn’t it? That kind of grief.
And now you are hearing and seeing things you never heard before.
Right when you think the world should stop.
Now thanks to this artist I love, releasing this album at this time because of the loss of his child, I time travelled right back to that graveside. And all the other gravesides.
I have been to many funerals. My husband is a pastor. I have had the indescribable privilege of being at a few death beds. There is so much that I could write about. But there are already many words. And this trailer expresses some of it just perfectly.
Disorders. We all have them. One of mine is that I am an Australian married to an American. I kid you not. The exact nature of this disorder is a conversation for another time.
So we met at the seminary he was attending a
few (cough) 20+ years ago, and what ensued were years of discussing the ‘problem’ Australians have with pronouncing post vocalic ‘Rs’. To say we are still in pretty intense negotiations over this, well…
But it seems, the whole world is suffering from PTSD.
And yet, we continue discussing things that don’t matter quite as much… like PVSD. (Especially because we know I’m right about PVSD…)
So really, Basil, my blog instigator, is about balance. Or, at least, one of the things he is about.
in a world of common clownery
abstractly tossed tomfoolery
a desperate bid for scenery
that turns it all to remedy
And here stands Basil…