While my guitar gently weeps

9 Nov

Musically I am attracted to songs that have a sickening arrangement. It’s something in the way that the melody builds or the baseline carries the beat. All of that combined with lyrics that weave effortlessly through the song honestly are found in some if my favorite songs.

One of these songs in particular I’d the semi new joint by India Aire, Santana, and YoYo Ma entitled my guitar gently weeps. There are so many layers to this track that it is beautiful. It opens with Santana and YoYo Ma and then India’s melodic voice compliments it just so. It speaks volumes to the attention to detail. And the soul piercing combination of the song OMG!!!!

But where this song really takes it there for me is India and the lyrics. It’s talks of a person who started out with a love, in this case a guitar, and how it’s been forgotten due to neglect. While that’s going on the guitar cries out to be held, to be played, to be loved. The guitar remembers the passion and the struggle that they shared and it sees how things have changed and weeps in the corner longing, yearning to be noticed again. Powerful.

And then I’m convicted. “/

Really God? And then this is what he shows me. I have been both points of view in this song. I have been the guitar….neglected in a relationship silently crying and screaming out to be paid attention to. Felt like I have been placed on a shelf to only sit and collect dust and not be used to my full potential. Then I have been the neglecter. I canteen begin to say how much I have taken for granted the gift God has given me to draw, paint, just be overtly artistic. Goals that I have pushed to the side because of fear. Fear that people wouldn’t understand what point I was trying to get across.

“I don’t know how you were diverted, you were perverted too.”

It’s crazy to me how much you can find yourself in a song. What also is so crazy is no matter close you think you are you have so far to go. In life, in everything. I guess where I am now is working to keep me in this creative vein I have been in. God keep me. Please.


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