Wednesday, 3 August 2016

It becomes

I read a message today. The words within were beautiful, as they always are........ perhaps made more beautiful by the Rachmaninoff soundtracking on my laptop.

In amongst the great array of profound he said "when a shard of someone else's soul slots perfectly into a space in your own, it doesn't matter if it's not the same shape it was when it left them". He was describing the meaning within lyrics. Though we could probably apply it to anything emotional. If something fits into your soul, whatever it began life as doesn't really matter. It's what it means to you. It is what it becomes.


The RGF xxx

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