19 August 2009

We all imagine a song meant for us.
This song by Sting is, I believe, meant for me
as the Keeper of the Hounds
and I dedicate it as well to all caretakers on earth:


In the empire of the senses
You're the queen of all you survey
all the cities, all the nation
everything that falls your way, I say
there is a deeper world than this
that you don't understand
there is a deeper world than this
tugging at your hand . . .

Every ripple on the ocean
every leaf on every tree
every sand dune in the desert
every power we never see
there is a deeper wave than this
swelling in the world
there is a deeper wave than this
listen to me girl . . .

Feel it rising in the cities
feel it sweeping over land
over borders, over frontiers
nothing will its power withstand . . .

All the bloodshed, all the anger
all the weapons, all the greed
all the armies, all the missiles
all the symbols of that fear . . .

At the still point of destruction
at the center of the fury
all the angels, all the devils
all around us, can't you see?

There is deeper wave than this
rising in the world
there is a deeper wave than this
nothing will withstand . . .

I say Love
is the seventh wave . . .
I say love is the seventh wave . . .



Sting's Love Is the Seventh Wave
and his other songs are available at:
www.sting.com



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