It's 3.51am on a Thursday morning but it feels as if the week should have been over days ago. It's been an excruciating week- long, difficult and full of things I don't even want to begin to describe. My nerves are frayed, my beliefs have been tried, and my faith affirmed, tested, and affirmed again. I'm tired.
There's much more in this Leonard Cohen song than is my life as it is right now for sure but there's also alot in it that resonates with me as I write in this nebulous state between night and day, sleep and wakefulness, winter and spring, faith and doubt...
There's this much of me I can give to the imperfect world, as imperfect as I am myself. Maybe in the end, that's all it can ask of us all... and maybe, it should be enough.
The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
a thundercloud
and they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring ...
You can add up the parts
but you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
- Leonard Cohen, "Anthem"
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