Blossom on the branches

The fruit trees have been in flower for more than a week now. On the common, the incredible array of cowslips are now laced through with more vibrant purple orchids than I’ve ever seen before. It was incredible up on the hill yesterday, and all the green margins have their flowers. And so there is a song in my head…

“There’s blossom on the branches,

It grows to heal the heart

Fresh and new the world seems now

And ancient as the stars”

from “Timeless Land” by Vicki Williams. I couldn’t find it online in a way I could share, but it’s on the Timeless Land CD which is on amazon – http://www.amazon.co.uk/Timeless-Land/dp/B00GN6WOZE/ref=sr_1_3?s=music&ie=UTF8&qid=1399272802&sr=1-3&keywords=timeless+land

The tree outside my window is decked out with chestnut spikes. There is something about seeing the blossom every day. Something hopeful, healing, inspiring. I’ve not sung much in the last four years – no folk club to focus me, after a decade of running one. I’ve not been sharing music with anyone much – I’ve played for Tom sometimes, but it’s not the same as having a dedicated sharing with other musicians. My heart has not really been in it, and I stopped singing ‘Timeless Land’ because after Vicki died in 2010, I just couldn’t get through it without crying. She was a brilliant songwriter with a beautiful voice, and a truly lovely person and I regret the time I did not spend with her.

Blossom on the branches…

I used to be someone who sang, and sang with people and for people. I sang to cope, to express, to share and to make sense of life. I sang to share stories and inspiration. Over the last few weeks, I’ve been trying to find my voice again, and the open heart to sing, and the means to get through that one song without weeping.