In the cool darkness of morning, just before awaking. The intertwined tentacles of dreams slowly slipped away. Leaving behind memories of the words “it’s impossible”
My subconscious had melded the lyrics and melody of two songs. Perhaps it is the distinctive delivery by Dame Shirley Bassey that assisted this mind mix.
I remember a series of lines starting with “It’s impossible to dah dah dah” to the tune of “Never, Never, Never”.
My attempts to recreate the conglomeration yields a most unsatisfactory product. Looking something like the following:
It’s impossible to tell the sun to leave the sky
It’s impossible to ask a baby not to cry
It’s impossible to keep the ocean from rushin’ on the shore
It’s impossible for me to not ask for more
It’s impossible to stop the stars from shining high above
It’s impossible to live without your love
Dreaming last night, I walked through a door into a white painted room. I noticed an ABBA Studios sign on the left hand wall. Turning to look at the sign I realised band members, Björn, Benny, Frida and Agnetha were sitting casually underneath on separate pieces of furniture. While retrieving a mobile phone from my right hip pocket, so that I could take a picture, the artists moved away.
In my mind I could hear the haunting sound of a flute playing the track, Eagle. This song has been with me for almost 40 years, being one of my favourites on ABBA: The Album, released in the UK in 1978. Listening to Eagle always gives flight to the endless possibilities available to me, through my thoughts. The story of my connection with this album is described in Thank you for the music.
Artwork information from Wikipedia
Polar’s official cover featured an entirely white background, and is the basis for current CD versions. However, Epic Records’ original UK release of the LP featured a blue background on the front cover, fading to white at the bottom. It also featured a gatefold sleeve. The back cover was altered, incorporating a similar photo of ABBA to that used elsewhere in the world for the inner sleeve, and referencing tracks included in ABBA: The Movie. The inner gatefold was designed to look like an air mail envelope, similar to the style later used for Gracias Por La Música and even had a photo of ABBA incorporated into a stamp in the corner.
Gnarled jacaranda tree, Petersham Park.
Many a time, as a child, did I lie
Back aground gazing up high to the sky.
Dinosaurs, elephants; continents too
Drifting so slowly ‘gainst heavenly blue.
So long did I stay that time slipped away;
No troubles here; wish forever to stay.
For life in the moment, gone is the past.
Being present; the way to make life last.
Knowing and accepting myself is key
For me to connect with humanity.
Around me life’s lived at dizzying pace,
It’s challenging to find a quiet space.
I savour life’s many wonders; behold
Life shines bright when embraced, try to be bold.
All, it seemed lay outside when I was small.
Now, I know place to look’s inside us all.
Oft times I ponder the future, a dream
Of what could be; borne upon a moon beam.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
Body beautiful is all in the mind,
Years seem like moments, everything feels new,
Secrets of life known by more than a few,
Wonders occur when planets are aligned,
It costed nothing for all to be kind,
Lies are an anathema, all is true,
Man can appreciate plant adorned dew,
Love conquers all when our hearts are entwined,
The perfect house by the sea does exist,
There is far more to life than what’s on show,
There’s time enough to do the bucket list,
Gold can be found, each end of the rainbow,
Spending time together should not be missed,
Earth will again shine with heavenly glow.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
It is a while since I have flown in my dreams. I would often soar and hover at will; I wonder if this is common for those born of a cardinal air sign?
When I exercise, I listen to podcasts compiled by DJ Kam Shafaati http://liquidlogic.podomatic.com/, a waking alternative to my night flights.
A ball of energy forms deep within my being. As the beat and richness of the music rises and falls the power within me expands and contracts. When the track reaches a crescendo a feeling of exhilaration moves up through my body until there is an outward surge of power. The faster the tempo, the harder I work out. This set me up for the day ahead.