Here Comes The Flood
When the night shows
the signals grow on radios
All the strange things
they come and go, as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction
we cannot even choose a side.
I took the old track
the hollow shoulder, across the waters
On the tall cliffs
they were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
and as the nail sunk in the cloud,
the rain was warm and soaked the crowd.
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn, they'll
use up what we used to be.
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
by Peter Gabriel
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Since i heard the news about plane crash with "Lokomotiv" ice hockey team, my mind was occupied with it all that evening and following day ...
Probably the "touchful" effect was caused by the fact that among the players was also our Latvian Karlis Skrastins, who played in NHL for many years. That made the news more personal, although how can i say word "personal" ... not knowing anybody personally.
But this tragedy SPEAKS, - reminds me about fragility of our lives, my life, speaks about values and our characters. It SPEAKS about Love. As the Good Books says: Love is eternal, it never dies.
I heard some recent interview with Karlis's previous team mates as their shared their memories about him telling that he was a kind man. Where does kindness come from?
I think it is to do with humility and gratitude and i also sense that this is why people loved him and that's why this news touched them soooo deeply.
37 - 37
I just noticed today that Karlis was 37 and his number was 37.
I heard of his many injuries during his hockey career, so his body was "beaten up", but now also crashed...
But there is another part of him, his soul and it seems to me that it was healthy, and still is, because it is also eternal and never dies.
When i took the picture (in August) i am posting, associations in my mind with it was to do with going up, - up in the sky, Heaven, Resurrection ...
and now i think it fits with these thoughts.
Yesterday i also happened to hear this Peter Gabriel's song and again ... it touched me in the light of the tragic events, speaking to me about Eternity ...
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On BBC
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-14822582
