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Sam Stone
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
From John Prine’s “Sam Stone“
I long for sweet sounds.
Sweet songs like music writ large. Sweet songs like children’s laughter. Sweet songs like a cat’s purr. Sweet songs like the song of a bee or frog or cricket or elephant or whale. Sweet songs like a dear friend’s voice. Sweet songs like waves crashing. Sweet songs like clouds blowing. Sweet songs like a timer letting me know red velvet cupcakes are ready to be taken from the oven. Sweet songs like a steamboat calliope during Derby Week. Sweet songs like snow falling. Sweet songs like sunrise. Sweet songs like starlight. Sweet songs like kindness, forgiveness, vulnerability, and care. Sweet songs like curiosity, generosity, creativity, and honesty. Sweet songs like truth.
Is the question of how do we hear those sweet songs simply one of fixing our broken radios? I am not sure. What I know for sure is life is sweeter when we hear sweet songs. When we aren’t too busy or angry or anxious or afraid or alone to hear. When we are healthy enough to simply change the channel when the static and noise overwhelms. When we are soft and open and awake to hear it all. When the I am, not yet, as if, and why not dance to the music we hear.
About Katie
From Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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