gliding-song version


A few weeks back i added the poem ‘gliding’ to my blog. Today, you should be able to hopefully hear it as the song it was supposed to be in the first place. Unfortunately, WordPress wouldn’t let me  upload it directly to the blog (my guess is that you need a premium account, but I honestly don’t know why), so i’m busy uploading it to my facebook page as I write this. So if you follow the link, you should be able to find the video and like the facebook page for ‘thoughtofvg’ if you so wish. If you can’t immediately see it, try looking in the videos section of the page. At the time of writing this post, it will be the only video there.

I hope you all enjoy it, and if there is some difficulty seeing the video for whatever reason, please tell me in the comment box – and of course please comment and criticise as much as you like!

Did you know? you’re all inspiring.


It’s true – everyone here on wordpress is inspiring to me. Even those blogs that my eyes jump over in an instant as if they were never there are amazing. Even those who have ideas that I disagree with have a positive influence on me…I even follow one or two blogs whose views are opposed to mine. Now, i have to attempt to justify why I think this, and feel free to disagree with me – that’s partly what the comment box is for after all!

Do you remember when and why you started writing or reading on wordpress? I do – and, my friends, is for another post. My guess is that you had something to share with the world; a passion, a hobby, a talent, a story, news; something that all in all was incredibly important to you. Or maybe it was an experiment – a search for a new hobby perhaps, or a new form of public diary.

BLOG IDEAS

BLOG IDEAS (Photo credit: owenwbrown)

What’s important, is that we all made the active decision to start writing and join this flourishing community. No one forced you (I hope) to share your thoughts here. What is even more amazing is just how open some of you are here. They say one of the reasons people write without inhibitions on the internet is because they are anonymous. That is rarely the case on a blog. Most of us have a page that tells our followers about ourselves, and some even share the most private of things, for the good of others.

That active decision to share what you’re passionate about, and then to write about it regularly, is what I find so inspiring about all of you.

But maybe you need some proof of the inspiration all around you as you delve through WordPress. For that reason, i’ll point out a handful of blogs (of rather different types) that prove my point of just how inspiring all bloggers can be. Now, this next part, as well as pointing out the inspiration there is to grab on the blogosphere, is also a thanks to all the bloggers I have written about and linked. And a note to the written about bloggers, this isn’t one of the blog awards – it’s simply a sign of thanks as I rarely comment, but truly appreciate what you write.

I’ll start off with one of my first and no doubt my most loyal follower, whether he realises it or not, ‘Pouring my art out’. I believe he started blogging about the same time as me, but I must say he’s been much more successful than myself. And for good reason. He owns one of the most entertaining blogs i’ve come across in the year i’ve been here on wordpress. It’s hard, if not impossible to try and understand the mind of PMAO as it can get pretty strange sometimes on his blog, but the dedication to regular posting and the devotion to entertain, is in one word, inspiring. Pmao, Thank you.

Secondly, I’m going to mention a blog called ‘Rolling with Vishnu’. I know very little about hinduism, myself being agnostic, but I am very interested in all forms of philosophical and theological thought. The author particularly inspires me for the reason he is a paraplegic, who uses some of his time to make life better for others through exploration of Vaishnava Hindu thought. I feel I have learnt from his blog, and in the end that is what is important. Rolling with Vishnu, Thank you.

Next is ‘Life as I see it’. I always found this blog inspiring from the first time I stumbled on it. I found myself staring at a stunning scene from Nova Scotia, with an inspiring quote attached to it. What more could someone ask to see? But I’ve learnt since then that the blogger has fought disease for the last few years, and despite that she is thankful for everything. The positive energy from ‘life as I see it’ is incredible. Life as I see it, Thank you

Now i’d like to thank ‘Source of Inspiration’ . As i mentioned previously in regards to rolling with Vishnu, I’m agnostic but interested in religious ideas. source of inspiration finds her inspiration from the abrahamic God (I have to say abrahamic, as I don’t remember seeing any mention of Jesus, so I can’t say for certain if the blogger speaks from a christian, jewish or muslim view. It feels mainly christian to me, but I can’t say for certain (Apologies if this is offensive to you Pat Cegan, I sincerely hope it isnt, but i’m aware some would be offended)). What I find so inspiring about this blog is the passion felt for God and everything that is given by God. God (sorry for the repetition of ‘God’ but I refuse to give God a gender) is a strongly positive force in her poetry, inspiring, supporting and leading; and the glory of God is portrayed wonderfully. Such energy to describe God is englightening to someone like myself who has no faith, but is open to and wishes to learn more about ideas of faith. Source of inspiration, thank you.

Finally, I finish with ‘Work the Dream’. I read this blog regularly, and almost never comment on it despite it being worthy of a lot of time. The problem is, I often read the posts, then have nothing to say that could possibly add to it. Each post is just simply inspiring. I’ve talked about a positive energy in quite a few of the above blogs, and it is the same with work the dream. The blogger, whose name escape me (although i’m sure it’s mentioned somewhere on her blog), is permanently on oxygen and suffers from other disabilities, yet you will struggle to find a more positive blog about happiness, dreams, kindness; essentially everything good there is about emotions and morals. On her blog, you will find stories of good times and hard times, but they will always be positive. You will find quotes that in themselves are inspiring, but always inheritedly linked to the post -which just accentuates how meaningful her posts are. Of all the blogs I have listed, this is perhaps the most inspiring, and yet I never have anything to comment with on her posts. It’s hard to explain, but the feeling I get from her posts simply makes me think that my comments couldn’t not just add anything to the conversation of her post, but also not express my thanks or thoughts on each topic. So work the dream, thank you.

Now just to wrap up today’s writing. What i’ve been trying to prove here is how amazing it is that you’re all here, writing, sharing and being so open. here are the everyday thoughts and lives of people, showing the rest of the world that the everyday person and story is as inspiring as the characters of the history books. You have all chosen to make a mark on everyone that sees your work and continue to share. Most of you don’t expect to make money from all this writing – all most of you wish is that you’re contributing to the world and making other people’s lives better.

That, whether you agree, makes you all inspiring.

Thank you.

 

I finished a song for once! – Gliding


I did it!

It may have taken a long time, but finally I found the lyrics for a song I’ve been working on. And by found, I don’t mean I always had them sitting about on a piece of paper that I stupidly misplaced, but found where they were hiding in my head.

It seems wrong to me to say that lyrics are ‘thought’ up. Then it sounds like they are forced out in a desperate attempt to finish off something half-heartedly before the end of a strict deadline.

But no. Saying that I found them works much better. It makes those words seem more animate, more meaningful.

And that, means waiting for the words to be found rather than force words onto a song that didn’t want them.

So why the long boring bit before I actually get round to typing the lyrics onto this post? Well, bluntly put, I’m useless at putting lyrics to a song, or vice-versa. This time I have both, and am (relatively) happy with both bits, although they need refining.

Hopefully, If I can work out how, I might post the actual song on here soon, but for now enjoy the lyrics to ‘Gliding’.

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Gliding

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Gliding

In floating streams

Flying

To where I want to be.

And wishes

Are hard to take

But don’t stop dreaming

Or those wishes might just break.

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Take me where you’re flying,

I want to find my purpose there,

To you it is no mystery

What lies beyond horizons,

You see me as the speck I am

And I see you the same

But I’m the one still dreaming

That I was gliding there with you.

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Burning

In passionate desire

For freedom

The fire towers higher.

Hopeful

The time is coming near

Grateful

The path is coming clear.

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Take me where you’re flying,

I want to find my purpose there,

To you it is no mystery

What lies beyond horizons,

You see me as the speck I am

And I see you the same

But I’m the one still dreaming

That I was gliding there with you.

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I’m gliding

On the wing.

I’m gliding

There with you.

Gliding ...

Gliding … (Photo credit: ToldOldo)

Glimpse


Glimpse

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Turn off the screen.

Its stealing everything that matters,

Stop arguing.

Whether strictly or X factor’s better,

Have you seen?

There’s a world outside your living room.

Its name’s a farce.

You’re not living,

But decaying

While you stay.

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And all that we know

Will dissolve into the night,

We’re but glimpses of a time

Where we can cast a light.

And there is little that we know;

It stretches far too long,

Our books and eyes can’t comprehend

The history that we belong to,

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So close your eyes.

Feel space and time.

Glimpse life.

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Turn your eyes.

They’ve been distracted for far too long,

It’s beautiful.

Realise it’s where you belong,

It’s not too late

To take the glimpse that’s gifted to you.

You’ll never live

The whole of life

But just don’t waste

What you can.

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And all that we know

Will dissolve into the night,

We’re but glimpses of a time

Where we can cast a light.

And there is little that we know;

It stretches far too long,

Our books and eyes can’t comprehend

The history that we belong to,

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So close your eyes.

Feel space and time.

Glimpse life.

event horizon

event horizon (Photo credit: Robert Couse-Baker)

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The Trees Are Sleeping


The trees are sleeping,

Can you hear?

Their dreams are yet deep’ning,

Are you near?

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A snow serenade was swirling to the ground

As we held the air tight,

Tight inside our chests.

A snow promenade made scarcely a sound

But the wisp of the white

And the ambient scent.

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The trees are sleeping,

Can you hear?

Their dreams are yet deep’ning,

Are you near?

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Their sweet slumbering shall not be disturbed

By the squirrel’s quick paw

Nor our steps in the snow,

This still winter-land calms the call of the bird,

Until the blanket is thawed

And spring’s bounty is shown.

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The trees are sleeping,

Can you hear?

Tree

Tree (Photo credit: @Doug88888)