I Love, I Love

On my way home from work, I put down the car windows to breathe as I navigated the late evening traffic and tried to catch glimpses of the sunset.  The sky was shimmery pale orange, with trailing arms of the remnants of the storm that blasted its way through earlier, its fingers hanging like lace over the sun.  I was reflecting on how I told my last client about the rainbows that kept showing themselves right outside my office after these sweeping storms, and something about holding the hope, trying desperately to tell this person that they deserved more, more, more.  Another who reminded me that I too hide from others, afraid of being hurt.  We all, they all, I.  I felt quiet, flipping through my iPod to find the song that fit, finding this:

I heard love can fall so hard, it can bury a kingdom
I heard it makes the spring appear out of season
It's a storm in a shadowbox, a force to be reckoned with,
When it finds you and find you, it will.

And I'd not believed it til I loved, I love
The rivers sing and stars awaken above me
And the wind and the moon in fits of restless conspiring
Turn night to heaven for you.

But I am going to a far, far land
I know it sure as I've a past and a future
With my maps on the table, you see, I have lost many things
So many I won't turn back.

And were I a deadwood ship, my heart a compass
I would leave with inanimate grace, no love could touch me
But I live and I know that I'll burn as I grow
Though it might break my heart to walk away and so

As a moon may adore you and remain, high moon
The wind may crown your head with leaves, and keep blowing
So I'll stop and I'll watch you, for I love, I love
And then be on my way. And then be on my way.

Dar Williams, "I Love, I Love (Traveling II)"