December 15, 2014

Rising love

Big Log
by Robert Plant
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My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will rise as the cities fly by
And the tail lights dissolve in the coming of night
And the questions and thousands take flight

My love is miles in awaiting
The eyes that just stare and the glance at the clock
In the secret that burns and the pain that won't stop
And it's fueled with the years

Leading me on
Leading me down the road
Driving me on
Driving me down the road

My love is exceeding, and women
Red eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles
Distance and longing and my thoughts do collide
Should I rest for a while and decide

Your love is cradled in knowing
Eyes in the mirror still expecting their prey
Sensing too well when the journey is done
There is no turning back, No
There is no turning back, On the run

Rising love. Robert Plant sings about something that apparently he knows well. He calls his love like a free way, a flowing wonder, "leading me on, driving me on, down the road." He recalls distance and the miles, longing, indecision "should I rest for a while and decide?"

These few words are contrasted with the statement that "your love is cradled in knowing..." When I hear this song, it seems hopeful to me. And finally the lyrics speak to a surrender, a free giving: "There is no turning back. Love on the run." Paradoxically it's spoken with an equal sense of melancholy.
And last of all, I came across a website with quotes and inspirations of a diverse authorship. Its title is the Rising Sun. Check it out. Do read through it. You will be delighted and pleased by the many thoughts presented.
There is a thought included there: "Every loving thought we think is a key." --Author unknown

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