Under African Skies

By | April 24, 2014

I’m back up and around after my brief illness and went off to work today. Now that Easter has come and passed traffic is beginning to lighten a bit which makes my long commute much nicer and a whole lot stressful.

One thing that I do miss riding a motorcycle is music, it isn’t like I can just put in a CD and tune in a radio station. I will say though that years of being an audiophile I have built quite a playlist that I can call up at demand in my head. Sometimes it is a song that just comes to me or one I haven’t heard in while and I find the tune flowing through my head as I ride.

Other times there is something that triggers a song, sparks a long forgotten song and brings it hurtling to the forefront of my mind with a vengeance needing to be released and heard.

Today was one of those days, the sky was clear not a cloud to be found and deep azure blue from horizon to horizon.
What came to mind was that after the sun set the stars would be filling the sky which is what sparked the song.

Paul Simon’s Under African Skies from the Album Graceland.

The thought of how the stars marked the path of Joseph gave me a feeling of kinship as my path is marked as well; a path that I have not wavered from in bringing two lives together. I’ve had my doubts, I’ve stumbled a time or two, I’ve grown weary after all no matter that I am her Daddy and her Dominant I am human but each time I’ve gazed back up at those stars shining bright in the night and gotten back on track.

How love pulses in ones heart with a steady rhythmic pounding like the strong beat of a song, a driving force moving one forward.

Joseph’s face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he walked his days
Under African skies

This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

In early memory
Mission music
Was ringing ’round my nursery door
I said take this child, Lord
From Tucson Arizona
Give her the wings to fly through harmony
And she won’t bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

Joseph’s face was as black as the night
And the pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he walked the length of his days
Under African skies

10 thoughts on “Under African Skies

  1. LittleBoPeep

    Absolutely beautiful sentiment SSir. Your words, so special for your journey, ring true for every Dom and Daddy, working hard to pave the road for their subs/littlegirls. No, I’m not going to use the “c”word, it doesn’t even begin to describe the love and devotion you have conveyed in this post. Much love to you both-
    Peep

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  2. Christina Mandara

    Had to listen to this – I love Paul Simon ๐Ÿ™‚ This version has a lovely harmony… sent shivers up my spine. Anyway, glad to see you’re up and running around one more! Hope time flies by until the move ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. southerns Post author

      This is my favorite song off of Graceland.

      Yes, things are moving in a very positive direction and yes, an hoping that May moves along quickly.

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