Born Again

Wow, that month April was a unique one.  Working at home, not getting out much.  The many references to the movie Groundhog Day seemed appropriate – and actually I do have I Got You Babe as one of the wake-up songs on my phone alarm.  It is easy to slip into that rut.  I think it may be that feeling that pushed me back to listening to an old song of Slaid Cleaves (based on some Woodie Guthrie lines), whose poetical song lyrics I have always appreciated.  I’ve only put a little below, and a link to the rest.  The song, the lyrics, are a reminder

This morning I was born again and a light shines on my land,

I no longer look for heaven in your deathly distant lands.

I do not want your pearly gates, don’t want your streets of gold.

This morning I was born again, and a light shines in my soul.

This morning I was born again, I was born again complete,

I stood up above my troubles, and I stand on my two feet.

My head it feels unlimited, my body feels like the sky,

I feel at home in the universe where yonder planets fly.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vKilDBMhwA

I am reminded here that there is, or can be, a revival of sorts each day.  Each day I am “born again and a light shines in my soul.”  What I do with that is, of course, up to me.  I can wake up to the same Sonny and Cher song  each day, avoid my old classmate Ned Ryerson as I turn the corner, step into that water puddle, or I can go another route and see the possibility the beauty, of each day.