William Blake: SONG

“Love and harmony combine,

And around our souls intwine,

While thy branches mix with mine,

And our roots together join.”

Here we are at the end of the week. ‘A Song In Paris‘ is singing in my head, and heart, … so it’s time to get back to the posting page!

Blake is so wonderful – of course this poem is about Birdsong and Luv among the branches… chirp-chirp! … but couldn’t we apply it to our human life as well? Isn’t Luv an ‘intwine-ment’? Human Souls are like trees, roots growing together, which we do not see because they are underground, like the Collective Unconscious. Hidden. However the amazing growth network of roots and their interconnection are present, enlivening and quickening living matter…so too is the unconscious stream of soul energy that we hardly ever see evidence of, but feel nevertheless, so can trust.

Another quote to do with song;

“O we can wait no longer,

We too take ship O soul

Joyous we too launch out on trackless seas,

Fearless for unknown shores on waves of ecstasy to sail,

Amid the wafting winds, (thou pressing me to thee, I thee to me,

O soul,)

Caroling free, singing our song of God,

Chanting our chant of pleasant exploration.”

Walt Whitman, from Passage to India

Soon I’ll be on my way to the next Intensive Residency for Contemplative Musicianship. Very likely I will not be able to post next week. But who knows? We’ll be singing and perfecting our songs, it just might spill over into another mystical song…in the world…