November 11, 2007

waxing lyrical

as i was watching guthrie this evening-- dancing to her Mickey Mouse Club birthday card, following me around trying to help me vacuum the house these song lyrics kept going through my head.

Hey I found the safest place to keep all our tenderness.
Keep all our bad ideas.
Keep all our hope.
It's here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner-ear.
It's such an enormous thing to walk and to listen.

It's from a Weakerthans song that I listened to a ton while I was pregnant and, when I let myself, I would think about my hopes for the baby in my belly.

And now I'm on the other side of that.
She does know the enormity of walking and listening. And I guess, in a new way, I do too. Watching a person learn these things is an indescribable gift.

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