"Music and silence combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music." Marcel Marceau
At the local milongas,
surrounded by good friends,
it's very common to hear,
How's work?
How are things going?
What's new with you?
I don't mean to be evasive.
I really do want to be connected.
To let people know how I am.
I am grateful to be cared for.
It's just that the milonga is . . .
life/safe/hidden/revealed
. . . too many cliches to finish that sentence.
Too many words and not enough meaning.
That's the real problem right there.
Too many words.
At the milongas, for a few hours,
I am not haunted by my past,
or worried for my future.
I am human.
a whole human being,
moment to moment,
tanda to tanda.
So just sometimes,
I don't want to talk.
Please know that I am grateful.
But let the music tell my story.
And I'll dance the answers to your questions
whether I mean to or not.
(Image courtesy of Morguefile.com)
8 comments:
"But let the music tell my story.
And I'll dance the answers to your questions
whether I mean to or not."
You have a beautiful soul, Mari, and it colors the thoughts and words you share. I always love to see something from you drop into my blog reader. Abrazo!
Nice work.
Or more accurately, nice art.
Ah, I have it.
A nice work of art.
@J-in-M - thank you so much for your comment. I always think the same thing about your blog articles!! ((abrazo))
@Alex - ::blush:: thank you.
Mari thank you so much! I got your present yesterday. I wrote you an email about it and a little something on my blog.
Love,
Happy
Happy - you're so welcome. :-) I'm just glad it didn't take until next Christmas to arrive!
"All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm"
Depeche Mode - Enjoy the silence
I love this. Thank you.
@LimerickTango: great, now I have that in my head!! ;-)
@Anon - :D you're welcome.
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