It’s possibly true there are no answers, just questions that abound.
At least that’s how it seems, sometimes. I’ve questioned then I’ve found
That nothing makes a lot of sense and even when it does
Shit happens for no reason. I wonder then because,
If I can’t make the heads or tails of all that’s going on,
What chance is there I get to sing my own special song?
We all have one, I have no doubt, a song made just for one,
Born with us and grown with us; desperate to be sung.
A harmony, that only we, can hear within our soul,
Hummed in time to all we do, trying to make us whole.
Listen well. I’ll listen too and maybe we will hear
The lyrics and the melody, pitched to make us cheer
At all the ways we can express what lies way deep inside.
Then maybe, we may fine-tune life and sing our song with pride.
Video reading Our Song
scottishmomus 
deep!
yet, Everything is interconnected
Everything that is, is because other things are.
peace and understanding manifests
with each mindful breath 🙂
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I do believe that. Sometimes it’s just not very obvious. 😉 x
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Wonderful deep and heartfelt words… and through all our human travels and trials we deeply trust our beloved self… knowing that one day our song will be sung from the depths of our being and heard from the highest mountains everywhere… In this I trust implicitly… Barbara
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Beautifully put. Thank you. 🙂 x
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This is thought-provoking! Sometimes, I feel that I am tone deaf and not hearing my song correctly, much less singing it well. I love the thoughts here.
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I feel like that myself at times. Vague disjointed notes not making for anything very melodic. 😉 x
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oh I like this very very much!
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Thank you! 🙂 x
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you’re welcome…
its one of those I felt as well as read
the best kind you always share!
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Thank you once again. So lovely to be told that you feel the words.x
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I sang in my head as I read your words – ahh all dancing to the beat of a different drum :-)x
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If we can hear the tune! 😉 x
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does the Little Drummer Boy count? my earworm tune 😉 x
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And now that tune is stuck in my head, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. It’ s gonna stay right there, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. That was unfair, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, ru-pa-pa-pum……………
It better be gone in the morn, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. I’ll get you back for this, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. Just you wait and see, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, ru-pa-pa-pum…….
Oh, bloody hell, this is an awful tune, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. If this is what’s in you, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, You must be going lulu, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, ru-pa-pa-pum…….
My brain is fit to burst, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, this is the worst, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum. I’m gonna be so pissed, pa-ru-pa-pa-pum, ru-pa-pa-pum………
Why, Jenny, why? 🙂 x
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i can’t type on the floor rolling around with tears!!!!! Pa ru pa pa pum oh shite sorry lovely! xxx 😉 now they call to him pa ru pa pa pum me and my drummmmmmmm
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No worries, Jen. I have another panto today with 250 kids. I’m sure there will be some other song to replace the wee drummer dude. If it’s that bloody fox right enough, I’m going straight back to the drummer boy. 🙂 x
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good luck hun!! x 🙂
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I will survive. 😉 x
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🙂 I will survive as long as I know how to live… oh dear god I’ve done it again 😦 x
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That was my plan! 😉 x
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you evil witch 😉 x
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Mwaahhaahaa! 😉 x
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cackling here 😉 x
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Macbeth’s witches then. We just need one more and we’re sorted. 🙂 x
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check my next post 😉 x
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I like it! 🙂 x
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There are some really splendid lines in this one! Blessings, Natalie 😉
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Thank you, Natalie. 🙂 x
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That really flows along, deep and entertaining.
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Thank you so much! It’s lovely of you to read and comment with such kind words.:) x
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Always welcome. 🙂
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🙂 x
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“Listen well”…that is the key. beautiful!
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Thanks, Kerry. Always listening. 🙂 x
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