Con Te Partiro

 

today i feel like unbecoming, not in a physical way, rather to experience a spiritual unbecoming. that's what i yearn for today; that undoing in music that travels to the very core of my soul; that work of art that is a mirror to my emotions; that yoga nidra where i can flow thru the waters of a different consciousness that is both present yet prescient; of unbecoming to become.

today i long for "quiet" mornings; sitting on the front porch with you; the roosters across the street marking the hours, a cacophony of call and response from near and far; the aroma of fresh brewed coffee, the extra cup for our sister/friend Sandra; conversations on the nature of God's character, as if we could ever grasp the unfathomable ineffability of the Person Who refuses to be boxed into a compartment in my mind palace.

...and i miss you. i miss all of you. i miss the passion, the dangerous fire of tempers clashing, two wicked smart minds searching for that fatal move - check mate! Ha-ha, I am the queen, victorious, bowdown, grovel, and worship me; long drives; all night talks, and even the ardent miscommunications. eventually, time, friction, and temperature formed the foundation of a relationship that would not allow itself to be shaken by separation, opinion, ideology, temptation, poverty, homelessness, sickness, addiction, idiosyncrasy, nor imperfection.

oh, but those long walks along Guajataca, picking up seaglass, hiking El Yunque, picnic by the falls, sunsets in Rincon, "chillo con tostones" at Crashboat beach. so many memories.

with our lives we wrote a magnificent symphony of subtle notes, strident crescendos, big percussion followed by sotto voce, part Queen, part Yo-Yo Ma, part Emerson Lake and Palmer, with some Santana and Bob Marley thrown in for good measure. i remember our first kiss swaying to Linda Rondstat's rendition of Blue Bayou, and i remember our farewell listening to  Bocelli and Brightman belting out "Con Te Partiro" (With You i will Go/Time to Say Goodye)

https://youtu.be/g3ENX3aHlqU

English translation

When I’m alone

I dream on the horizon

and words fail;

yes, I know there is no light

in a room where the sun is absent,

if you are not with me, with me.

At the windows

show everyone my heart

which you set alight;

enclose within me

the light you

encountered on the street.

 

Time to say goodbye

to countries I never

saw and shared with you,

now, yes, I shall experience them.

I’ll go with you

on ships across seas

which, I know,

no, no, exist no longer.

It’s time to say goodbye…

 

When you are far away

I dream on the horizon

And words fail,

and, Yes, I know

that you are with me;

you, my moon, are here with me,

my sun, you are here with me,

with me, with me, with me.

 

Time to say goodbye

To countries I never

Saw and shared with you,

now, yes, I shall experience them.

I’ll go with you

On ships across seas

which, I know,

no, no, exist no longer,

 

with you I shall experience them again.

I’ll go with you

On ships across seas

Which, I know,

No, no, exist no longer;

with you I shall experience them again.

I’ll go with you,

I with you.

[it sounds better in italian]

love, you know how to make an entrance, take your mark, and leave a lasting impression...