Een beeldschone melodie en talloze literaire verwijzingen, van de Bijbel tot James Joyce. What’s not to like? Het herhaalde All shall be well she said verwijst naar de tekst Revelations of Divine Love van de 14e-eeuwse Engelse mystica Julian of Norwich: “But Jesus, who in this Vision informed me of all that is needful to me, answered by this word and said: It behoved that there should be sin; but all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well”.
In the heart of the wood
In the closed forest
Christ appeared to mein several forms
One, two, three, four
Swastika I’m told
On the cliffs of Moher, I walked with Mary
Behind the eyes of his innocence or guile
The young old man talks of the brittle walls
That held his son pinioned pinioned pinioned
Mary walks on the cliffs but not on waters
Then Christ appeared as wind
Mary runs down from the high wall
Christ appears as flowers
Down the long path she walks
Christ appears as the rubble
That holds the stones
That holds the paths
That holds the feet to the bones of the earth
Oh if she waits
If she waits
If she waits
If she wakes
Christ manifests slowly
As the dust on her eyes
Before she falls again into fields of sleep
I would like this anger to dissolve
Revolution or revelation
It doesn’t too much matter
Whether i see blood in wheals
All shall be well she said
But not to me
Not to me
The skeleton of the universe
Barbed wire of bruised dead stars
Remains unmoved
When the mother ocean covers me
I rush to drown with her breakers
All shall be well she said
She said all shall be well
But not for me
But not for me
