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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

A Winter's day

It's snowing again.  I really love that 'snowed in'  feeling on a Winter's day. (even though I know we're really not)   Each time we've had the opportunity to be 'snowed in' this Winter, I have thought of the song. "I am a Rock".   I'm not nearly as jaded as the person in the song.   It's not December and I'm certainly not shielded in my armor..@@  But some parts of the song resonate with me for some unknown reason. I do love this season.  There's not much snow here in the Mid-South, so I have to treasure what I get.  These days fill me with a longing to start and complete projects having artistic value.  So, as my children play a video game together and laugh wildly, I will sit with my glass of wine and computer and plan my artistic escape for tomorrow- when they're all home again-snowbound, stir crazy for the 13th time this school year....  So tune in tomorrow to see what diabolical plan I have devised for my own amusement...

A Winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
-Simon and Garfunkel

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