Nights in White Satin*
It’s not just the music, the minor key plaintive sound or the voice, the anguished cry of loneliness and longing, or the words, a soulful declaration of love. It’s all of one piece, one compelling surge of raw, emotion. It lingers in memory, replaying at odd moments, unsettling, piercing one’s equilibrium and soul, shattering one’s peace so hard come by.
I play the song
knowing it disturbs and hurts
knowing and needing
there is a solace in pain
there is hope for acceptance
* by the Moody Blues
Haibun Today
