I Alone

Whew! A couple of days of rest and relaxation and the inner jukebox is back on, my friends! Not quite sure why it came up with this number:

It's easier not to be wise

and measure these things by your brains

I sank into Eden with you

alone in the church by and by

I'll read to you here, save your eyes

you'll need them, your boat is at sea

your anchor is up, you've been swept away

and the greatest of teachers won't hesitate

to leave you there, by yourself, chained to fate

I alone love you

I alone tempt you

I alone love you

fear is not the end of this!

But I have a few guesses as to where this came from (& why), and here they are:

1) Heard it on the radio yesterday in the car;

2) I spent a lot of time not being wise and measuring these things (love relationships) with my brain, as was the tradition of all the Dr. Archibald's that have come before me (there were three);

3) I'm moving into a space where I let my body -- which includes my heart -- make the calls. Which means, and I have to remind myself of this quite often -- that I'm certain that fear won't be the end of this particular love affair...