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This poem details an important moment in the life of singer Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam).

Moonshadow

Andrew_sunset_imageby Andrew McDiarmid01 May 2014

“I listen to my words but they fall far below,
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go.”
- Cat Stevens, “The Wind”

A moment on the Spanish rocks, water
and earth and body converging, enough
to keep him going, not unlike the freedom
of pencil on paper, the pleasure of rooftop music,
the gift of regained health.

Music is great but God is greater, and ok, he left
in a hurry but who can blame him? We are all
on borrowed time. When there’s a tune stuck
in your head, you have to get it out but when
you almost die there’s more to life than records.

Look for the silver lining, he sings, even if you lost
your limbs at least you wouldn't have to work.
It’s been a long intermission but he’s back
and singing again and he knows himself more.
Whether he’s found The Light or not
remains to be seen, but at least he’s trying.