Mundaka Upanishad: “Two birds, beautiful of wings, close companions, cling to one common tree: of the two one eats the sweet fruit of the tree, the other eats not but watches his fellow.” Sri Aurobindo translation
Desiring for the things of the world, the soul (purusha) becomes enchanted by nature (prakriti) and plunges into the dance of ten thousand desires. But with desire the suffering of attachment too, and so the soul witnesses its double, its phenomenological emanation winging its way into the blues play of the world from the silence of a bough watchtower
lyrics
Hover on Hover on
my little hummingbird; hover on
till the summers gone
when hummingbirds go south to conspire
nesting over in southern shelters
partaking of the fruits along the Mississippi Delta
Fly on, Fly on,
my little nightingale; fly on
sing until the break of dawn
when nightingale's retire
dream a dew drop dream through the day
then vanish again in to another nights play
Sail On Sail On
my chickadee; sail on
on a pollen song
of apple blossoms and desire
take a sweet taste of floral nature
then dance a dance of honey rapture
Looking on, Looking on
a hidden companion, a veiled “purusha”
as if a secret soul
an audience for the dance, song, mating
yet, not partaking of the dew drop, fruit or flower
your witness self watching from a bough watchtower
Cerebral palsy curbed his ability to play guitar the conventional way, so Nagoda learned double slide, this is his debut LP.
Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2014
