Beauty in the Ordinary

This is not about being brilliant, or extraordinary, it's not about wanting to be famous, or making headlines, or trying to impress...this about sharing a 'gift' each day with the lift the spirit of people when they read this blog, to show them the beauty in the ordinary.
"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it." Raold Dahl

Monday, August 23, 2010

A love story...Part 2...The Piano

"The voice you hear is not my speaking voice - -but my mind's voice.
I have not spoken since I was six years old. No one knows why - -not even me.
My father says it is a dark talent, and the day I take
it into my head to stop breathing will be my last.
Today I was to be married me to a man I have not yet met.
My future husband is not a kind man, he wrote me to say,
he did not mind my silence. Why, he said.
God loves dumb creatures, so why not I".
But sea took me away to another land, far, far away from him.
And the strange thing is, I don't think myself silent.
That is because of my piano.
How did it find me on this strange shore?
I must play and sing.
But first I must drag the piano under a palm tree,
and dry its keys with a palm leaf.
If only I could find a palm tree!
If only I could speak!

brutally adapted from 'The Piano'


  1. Well, that is something one needs to read through a few times to get it. I will ponder on it.

    Loved the look of that soup. Will definitley give it a go. It feels like a soup day today.

  2. "Men brought out her best and made her laugh. She liked most beards, hated all moustaches and furrowed her brow at the mention of tattoos. Height and weight and size didn't matter. Manners and nice shoes mattered. Doing the better thing mattered.
    Her shoulder was ready when friends felt a cry coming on. She knew where to offer an opinion and when to shut up. She could juggle oranges. She lied only a little, and they were always white." The End of The Alphabet CS Richardson.


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