American Idyll

yes, the river knows

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

That's My Heart




Johnny Cash: Five Feet High and Rising/Big River






The world is
a huge space,
but the space that
will take you in
--and it doesn't have
to be very big
--is nowhere to be found.
You seek a voice,
but what do you get?
Silence.
You look for silence,
but guess what?
All you hear
over and over
and over is
the voice of this omen.
And sometimes
this prophetic voice
pushes a secret switch
hidden deep
inside your brain.
Your heart is
like a great river
after a long spell of rain,
spilling over its banks.
All signposts
that once stood on
the ground are gone,
inundated and carried away
by that rush of water.
And still the rain
beats down on
the surface of the river.
Every time you see
a flood like that
on the news
you tell yourself:
That's it.
That's my heart.


--Haruki Murakami

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