The spirituality that had evaded her
Since the breakup has returned
But it is on another plane
Part of a different dimension
Instead of relating this feeling to
Heaven or Reincarnation
Or Shamanism or Nature
The sense of spirituality
Is present in everyday chores.
Here it is Sunday morning at the supermarket.
No more than ten people
Drift through the large store
She is alone in the peanut butter aisle
Listening to great music
Piped out of the store speakers
Dobie Gray singing Drift Away
She cannot resist, reacts to the song
Bellowing out the refrain:
“Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away…”
Incredibly, she hears nine other voices
Belting out the refrain
From every corner of the vast building
Skin tingling, she thinks
Music frees our souls, no doubt.
Then it weaves them together with others
How can anyone
Who truly loves and understands the power
Of chords, melody, harmony
Be anything but a good person deep down in the core of the soul?
Do sociopaths get teary over music?
Despite the decades
She still teared up from Simon and Garfunkel singing,
“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why…”
But is that because of the words? How about the sound?
Could Jimmy Page’s guitar clarion call in Stairway to Heaven
With no words at all
Prove that chords are as powerful as words?
Do serial killers experience that feeling?
No? But surely the world of humanity was mostly good.
For every bad deed there can be ten good ones?
The crashing of the Twin Towers done by anti-lifers
Juxtaposed with the volunteer cleanup and saving of souls done by
Life affirmers counteracted that?
Life affirmers defined by
Those who could feel compassion for all
Whether they prayed differently or voted differently or had blue striped hair
It is easy to like someone who mirrors us
The real test comes when one has to search inward
And conclude that others are worth liking
Even if they do not appear in our mirror.
And so she sang
As did her spiritual brothers and sisters
Rolling the carts down the aisles
Doing a little dance with feet or shoulders
Affirming life and the thread that
Sometimes holds us all together..
© 2014 ViataMaja, Laminas