This week I am at a writer’s conference. I wanted to share the song of my heart with you.
Far Far by Yael Naim
Far far, there’s this little girl, she was praying for something to happen to her
Everyday she writes words and more words,
Just to spit out the thoughts that keep floating inside
and she’s strong when the dreams come cause they…
…take her, cover her, they are all over
The reality looks far now, but don’t go…
How can you stay outside? There’s a beautiful mess inside…
Far far, there’s this little girl,
She was praying for something good to happen to her
from time to time there are colors and shapes dazzling her eyes,
…tickling her hands…
they invent her a new world with oil skies and aquarelle rivers
but don’t you run away already, please don’t go oh oh
Take a deep breath and dive – there’s a beautiful mess inside
Far far there’s this little girl,
she was praying for something big to happen to her
Every night she hears beautiful strange music
it’s everywhere there’s nowhere to hide
But if it fades she begs “oh Lord don’t take it from me, don’t take it”
She says, “I guess I’ll have to give it birth, to give it birth
I guess, I guess I have to give it birth
I guess I have to, have to give it birth…
there’s a beautiful mess inside and it’s everywhere
Just look at yourself now, deep inside,
Deeper than you ever dared
There’s a beautiful mess inside
Yes, the story to tell, lies within each of us, it’s not outside of us. It’s tucked into the smallest corners of our hearts – and we are all beautiful messes that need to take chances to be vulnerable, exposed, and shared.
I do my sharing through words.
How do you share?
Do you dare to share?
Maybe it’s time to give it birth…