spirit-woman crafted from fire, water & air, equipped with yoruba & vodou soul-rivers. welcome to the ancestral reunion.
2.16.2010
i'm a soldier in the army
every now and then, the perfect song comes out and fits right into your life...
i'm a soldier of love.
the first dozen times i listened, as the words started to emerge from the melody, i was captivated.
i've been torn up inside / i've been left behind / tall i ride / i have the will to survive...pain. loss. memory. the struggle for sanity in the midst of rejection.
when she soars into i am love's soldier, then dips into i wait for the sound...
perfection.
sade's given us so many gifts...sweet taboos, bulletproof souls...and now she's channeled an anthem for those of us who didn't have a name until now.
do we really have to wonder why we forgive her for abandoning us for decades at a time?
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2 comments:
This song feels very Oya to me :)
you think? now that i have a sort of conception of these things, i've always thought of her as very oshun...
her name means "she reveres wealth" (folasade)
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