Twenty Seven

You know that song which you loved ever since you first heard it? Then you hear it several times after that just like any other song in your usual playlist. But there comes a moment when it’s as if you are listening to it for the very first time and you realize it tells you everything you need and long to hear.

That song for me is White Owl.

White Owl

from Love & War & The Sea In Between by Josh Garrels

When the night comes,
and you don’t know which way to go
Through the shadowlands,
and forgotten paths,
you will find a road

Like an owl you must fly in moonlight with an open eye,
And use your instinct as your guide, to navigate the way that lays before you,
You were born to take the greatest flight

Like a serpent and a dove, you will have wisdom born of love
And carry visions from above into the places no man dares to follow
Every hollow in the dark of night
Waiting for the light
Take the flame tonight

‘Cause child the time has come for you to go
You will never be alone
Every dream that you have been shown
Will be like a living stone
Building you into a home
A shelter from the storm

Like a messenger of peace, the beauty waits be released
Upon the sacred path you keep, leading deeper into the unveiling
As you’re sailing, across the great divide

Like a wolf at midnight howls, you use your voice in darkest hours
To break the silence and the power, holding back the others from their glory
Every story will be written soon
The blood is on the moon
Morning will come soon

Child the time has come for you to go
You will never be alone
Every dream that you have been shown
Will be like a living stone
Building you into a home
A shelter from the storm

 

Each time I read the lyrics, I get chills because they tell my current story so accurately and clearly in words and images I, myself, could have chosen. But I’m so glad that someone else wrote them and crafted a song. It’s a miracle that someone whom you do not know and who doesn’t know you is able to tell you your own story, echo back your own melody and rhythm. And somehow you understand yourself better and you get a more vivid picture of the present. And you become just a bit braver to face the unknown.

Thank you, Mr. Garrels. I owe you.

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