A song I have been listening to over and over again lately (so much so that I spent an hour trying to pick it out on my piano and finally got some of it) is called Jericho, another song by Mary Chapin Carpenter. It is hauntingly beautiful, with nothing but a piano accompaniment. But the words, as usual, are what gets me...and especially the very last line:
"For if love is a labyrinth, then my heart is Jericho."
That has never been me. But given my circumstances lately, I wonder if it is. But maybe I need a little bit of Jericho to protect me in the labyrinth.
The problem is I don't want protection. I want the twists and turns and dead ends and peril that makes the glorious prize at the end worth it. And I want someone who feels the same.
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