Musings from the Bunker 4/4/20
Greetings and Happy Saturday!
As noted last Saturday, I’m doing less musing on the weekends, devoting Saturdays to music and poetry.
START THE DAY WITH A SONG
“Sometimes in our lives, we all have pain; we all have sorrow; but if we are wise, we know that there’s always tomorrow.” We lost the great Bill Withers this week (for reasons unrelated to the pandemic). How a propos are his words today, that we “need somebody to lean on.” This rendition, from an episode of Soul Train, is the best one out there: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTVEIOOBD6Q. Bill was no “one hit wonder,” also recording the great “Ain’t No Sunshine” and “Just the Two of Us,” among others.
Also on the musical front, Sandy Pressman recommends the radio series, “Gustavo at Home” at 6:00 p.m. Tuesdays through Fridays on 91.5 KUSC. Each segment includes the maestro of the Los Angeles Philharmonic discussing one of his favorite pieces with Brian Laurentzen, after which that piece is played.
Thank you, Eva Dworsky, for providing this week’s poetry Musing, by Irish Priest Richard Hendrick:
"Lockdown" Yes there is fear. Yes there is isolation. Yes there is panic buying. Yes there is sickness. Yes there is even death. But, They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise You can hear the birds again. They say that after just a few weeks of quiet The sky is no longer thick with fumes But blue and grey and clear. They say that in the streets of Assisi People are singing to each other across the empty squares, keeping their windows open so that those who are alone may hear the sounds of family around them. They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound. Today a young woman I know is busy spreading fliers with her number through the neighbourhood So that the elders may have someone to call on. Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples are preparing to welcome and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way All over the world, people are waking up to a new reality To how big we really are. To how little control we really have. To what really matters. To Love. So we pray and we remember that Yes there is fear. But there does not have to be hate. Yes there is isolation. But there does not have to be loneliness. Yes there is panic buying. But there does not have to be meanness. Yes there is sickness. But there does not have to be disease of the soul Yes there is even death. But there can always be a rebirth of love. Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now. Today, breathe. Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic The birds are singing again The sky is clearing, Spring is coming, And we are always encompassed by Love. Open the windows of your soul And though you may not be able to touch across the empty square, Sing.
Wishing you a great weekend, from our “bunker” to yours,