recording vocals
in a studio
with no heat
in Siberia
snow falling outside
and I
am 7 hours
trying to get the emotions right
with my coat and hat on
winter boots
hands in my pockets
to keep them warm
The only control I had
was to sing those lines again
all the time imagining
heat surrounding me
forest in summer
deep green leaves
warmth of emotion
when my voice
is cold
as
ice
oh, but believing
that the reality in the words I sing
is not in what my eyes see
what my fingers feel
or my numb toes
this cold room around me
or even whether my hat has slipped
under the headphones
but just
this
You in me
enabling me to respond
enabling me to sing
enabling me to choose to see
in all this
in everything
You
and
You
in me.
Linking up with Velvet Ashes at The Grove where the theme this week is "Control"
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