Your Song is Your Own

I was cruis'n on the treadmill this morning with Pandora Radio streaming loud and clear. "Blood, Sweat and Tears Radio" is the station I use. The pounding rhythm is just about right for 4 miles an hour. Anyway, this is a sort of "Zen" part of the day, where thoughts come unbidden and often forgotten in the fog. The Beatles were singing "Yesterday". "Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be..." and I thought about the minor struggles and minor aches and pains and though Yeah, that's me. But the rest of the song is way off. Other lyrics floated by... "If I could save time in a bottle....." ....."killing me softly with her song...." ..."nothing I can do about it now...."...."He stopped loving her today....."....."put'em in a tree museum...." WHOA!!!

Bits and pieces of songs in some ways reflect bits and pieces of life, don't they? Every so often you hear a song or read a poem and say "YES"! That's ME! Maybe so, maybe not. (Jim Croce Radio is on now and Simon and Garfunkel are doing Mrs. Robinson). Don't forget to listen or read the whole thing. Life is more than bits and pieces.

And never forget: Your song is uniquely your own. No one else can sing it or know it.