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Mama's Lentil Soup
02:46
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I feel an emptiness
filled with lots of things
things I cannot name
but I know they're there
and they're brewing inside
like my Mama's favourite
lentil soup
it boils for under an hour until it's just right
until the colour is just right
until it simmers for just the right amount of time
and only she knows when it's ready
her years have taught her things you cannot learn
from reading a recipe book
no, her learning is instinctual
her learning has transformed into knowing
and when I ask her how much salt, pepper and cumin to add
she says, "you just know when it's enough"
"you just know"
"you just know"
as if I can translate that into some kind of measurement
as if that's just another metric
like a tablespoon, a cup, or 300mls
like i'm supposed to know what that means
but I don't
I never do
and I don't know if I ever will
I'm still young
I'm still childless
family-less
and I don't "just know" anything yet
but I do know that
my Mama wouldn't judge me
for not getting it right
she would only judge me for not trying
and so I try and try every time
doing my best to get it right
adding just enough salt, pepper and cumin
then I taste it and try again and
even when I think it's just about right
there always seems to be something missing
and so I
I always settle
for close enough
and accept the fact that
my mama's lentil soup
is my Mama's lentil soup for a reason
as I feel an emptiness filled with lots of things
things I cannot name
but I know they're there
and they're brewing inside
like my Mama's favourite
unforgettable
unmistakable
lentil soup.
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2. |
Ode to Mum (Rise & Fall)
05:53
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3. |
Dance with Nature
03:52
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Graceful green trees
all shades of green
resting over my head
showering me with awe
I bow
I bow
I bow
fingertips moist
skin kissed by the Sun
cleansed by the rain
falling from the clouds
I bow
i bow
I bow
feet bare and strong
following along
soil fills the space
in between my toes
I bow
I bow
I bow
birds are singing
to-ing and fro-ing
calling me to song
overtures abound
I bow
I bow
I bow
my arms follow
swinging forth and back
to the beat of their song
i attempt to sing along
I sing out of tune
nature responds in key
we harmonise in dissonance
a spontaneous symphony
in arhythmic splendour
we dance (I bow)
we dance (I bow)
we dance (I bow)
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4. |
Forgiveness
04:35
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Please forgive me if I act a little strange
for I know not what I do
feels like lightning running through my veins
every time I look at you
every time I look at you
At times I forget who I am
and who I use to be
i may not remember me now
but I'm sure you have me stored in your memory
please forgive me
I have funny things to say and strange thoughts to share
I may not be sharing them now
but I'm sure you recall all the times I did
please forgive me if I act a little strange
I have melodies to write
and sweet songs to sing
i may not be singing them now
but I'm sure you can hear them while you dream
can't you?
please forgive me if I act a little strange
for I know not what I do
I would tell you I love you
I would tell you how I feel
I may not be telling you now
but I'm sure you can tell by my "sorry"
please forgive me if I act a little strange
for I know not what i do
feels like lightning running through my veins
every time I look at you
every time I look at you
because you make me feel
because you make me feel
oh yes you make me feel alive
so alive
you make me feel alive
so alive
you make me feel alive
so alive
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