Where Soul Meets Body

Day two held lessons, held so much i hadn't been listening to, but those lessons were intended for me. And so the silence goes,(day three of not speaking) and i am in a way still overflowing. so many words trapped, there were moments i felt like exploding. and couldn't. with each caged word, my heart sings. all desires are no longer buried. and song brings light to life i haven't lived. of every desire lacking freedom. my head is an outlet. my brain controls the flow of blood to every organ in my body. each vein holds the truth. beautiful or not. crimson, my desires ablaze in their undeniable fire, i sin 10,000 times in my mind. can't seem to find an end to the meanness in me. i write it down. catch each thought and place it on paper. i have an idea for a ceremony. these desires will no longer have power over me. ceremonious song: the desert does know it. and i slide on the way there, bathing in early spring mud. i've never felt so clean. my altar is made of stone. this rock has no need of me, it is free, and i burn my desires upon it. i plant gratitude under deity. i'd like to believe grace will grow from a year's worth of words sewn with love. i rise from my knees with a new kind of pride, i never knew i could feel this light. and i lift my voice in song. i sing from the silence. knowing each sound will forever spring from its sacred well. each conversation will begin in contemplation. each word i utter be wed with consciousness. each uttered noise carry the sweet sound my voice carries now that the silence is song. the music means everything. (at least to me) and: "Soul Meets Body" I want to live where soul meets body And let the sun wrap its arms around me And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing And feel, feel what its like to be new Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they’re far more suited than here I cannot guess what we'll discover We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s And not one speck will remain I do believe it’s true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So blue eyes I hold you near Cause you’re the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere Where soul meets body Where soul meets body Where soul meets body I do believe it’s true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So blue eyes I hold you near Cause you’re the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere" -Deathcab for Cutie (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3m1Y_YjBIU)