The universe in a song

A simple song, it seems. Here I am with hundreds of others. 

Still I feel alone, but not in a bad way. I have my own space with people with their own spaces right next to me. Here we are, listening to her.

She is magical. She sings in her almost clean hair, no make-up, looking absolutely fucking fabulous ’cos she doesn’t care. She has her voice, her talent, her instruments. And us. 

 

Clued to her stories, relating them to our own lives, the people we know, the places we’ve been. Connecting to our network connecting to other beings’ networks, past, present and future. 

And so we are united – through her music. It’s all connected. The entire universe. So I am never alone.