Continuum

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Sarah Daly a.k.a. Metaphorest

Continuum

MyIndie featured artist, writer, producer, filmmaker and singer-songwriter, Sarah Daly a.k.a. Metaphorest, with a beautiful original poem, titled Continuum, with music by Yousef Khalil and visuals assembled by Lawrie Brewster.

Sarah: As you might know I like to write stories and poems as well as music, so thought I’d share this poem I wrote to accompany a beautiful piece of music by Yousef Khalil. Visuals assembled by Lawrie Brewster from many wonderful artists at hitrecord.

For more music by Metaphorest, click HERE for her Facebook page.

For Metaphorest‘s debut album on Bandcamp, click HERE.

LYRICS:
In the beginning one becomes two
Entwined for nine then suddenly set free
Gasping into life, grasping fingers with fists
Your tiny wrists weak
You cry out at the blurry inconsistent vastness of this new womb
We all seem to be born too soon
Before too long you’re on all fours
And in one year you’re on two feet
Incomplete but growing at a wild pace
Occupying more of that vast space you’re still unsure of

Your face contorts then into teenhood
Numbers making little sense except in opposition
Your position changes, you take shape
And painfully you form a fuller you
Least you’re supposed to.

19 turns to twenty and there’s plenty that you know now
More still that you think you do
The things that you hold true, it seems,
Are sometimes phases that you’re going through
And more phases come and go with years
Until deviations dip and you become the median Your whims unhinged, your bolder schemes wiped clean
Two up two down and 9-5 then 2.3 and a semi-d
No shame in that, a shame you didn’t see it sooner

But before you know it, you’re much older
On the outside anyway it shows
Wrinkled head to toes and not as able as you once were
If only you had all this knowledge then
In the way back when

You do your best to pass your findings on
In a letter, in a song, in a long embrace with feeling
But deep down you know that meaning comes with time
And only time spent really living at that

So we all must walk our own path
Long or short depending how you look at it
Unending if you see it from afar I see now that we are
A pattern Like all others
Children and mothers
Children and mothers

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