Post by ilovemycat on Oct 29, 2009 22:05:48 GMT -5
This poem made me cry - how absolutely beautiful. Thank you Sun for posting it. Does anyone know if Yusuf has ever read it? It perfectly puts into words, the effect of Cat's divine music...
To whoever wrote this poem - I think a bit of Cat has rubbed off on you!
I Fall Through
A poem to Yusuf, written from the point-of-view of a Cat Stevens fan
I thought if I could touch you
I could touch your magic
Could take your swirling images
And somehow make them real
Something I could feel
So. . .
I reached out to touch you
But found this gaping emptiness
Like falling through the looking glass
And never finding you - just simply falling through
And somewhere in my stumbling
Confusion’s crazy crumbling
In all my foolish fumbling
I lost my faith in you. . .
And. . .
I threw away your images
With all their empty promises
So sweet, yet so untrue. . .
But. . .
Your songs keep coming through. . .
And each is like a looking glass
Where I see you, each time you pass—
Compelling me to follow you
And so I do. . .
And I fall through . . .
And all at once, I’m in a world
Where sight is dimmed and thoughts are swirled
Where spirits waken to your sound
Where body’s lost, but soul is found
Where notes dance with eternity
So beautifully, so heavenly
And every note is lifting me
Till you are there, right next to me
And. . .
Your voice is like a healing wine
Where angels, God, and soul entwine
So purely singing all I feel –
And nothing else could be so real. . .
This looking glass that I fall through
Reveals the world where I find you
A world that’s real, though made of sound. . .
The sweetest place I’ve ever found
To whoever wrote this poem - I think a bit of Cat has rubbed off on you!
I Fall Through
A poem to Yusuf, written from the point-of-view of a Cat Stevens fan
I thought if I could touch you
I could touch your magic
Could take your swirling images
And somehow make them real
Something I could feel
So. . .
I reached out to touch you
But found this gaping emptiness
Like falling through the looking glass
And never finding you - just simply falling through
And somewhere in my stumbling
Confusion’s crazy crumbling
In all my foolish fumbling
I lost my faith in you. . .
And. . .
I threw away your images
With all their empty promises
So sweet, yet so untrue. . .
But. . .
Your songs keep coming through. . .
And each is like a looking glass
Where I see you, each time you pass—
Compelling me to follow you
And so I do. . .
And I fall through . . .
And all at once, I’m in a world
Where sight is dimmed and thoughts are swirled
Where spirits waken to your sound
Where body’s lost, but soul is found
Where notes dance with eternity
So beautifully, so heavenly
And every note is lifting me
Till you are there, right next to me
And. . .
Your voice is like a healing wine
Where angels, God, and soul entwine
So purely singing all I feel –
And nothing else could be so real. . .
This looking glass that I fall through
Reveals the world where I find you
A world that’s real, though made of sound. . .
The sweetest place I’ve ever found