I believe that we only awaken to our true nature when we see through the false promises of divisive thought. In the days following September 11, 2001, Rumi's poem (translated by Coleman Barks) ran through my mind over and over and over. "Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing there is a field, I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase each other, doesn't make any sense"
I started working on this song that December, and continued for years, always feeling that something wasn't quite finished yet. After about three years, in a deep meditation, the truth of Rumi's poem became evident. All ideas of right and wrong, and the suffering that come with those ideas, eventually disappear, just as all thoughts and all forms disappear. What remains is the Heart, the open, spacious, silent, aware, ever present truth of who we are and what everything is. Even through these troubled times on Earth, that heart lives in all of us, deeper than form, deeper than thought, deeper than sorrow. And the song finished itself.
I started working on this song that December, and continued for years, always feeling that something wasn't quite finished yet. After about three years, in a deep meditation, the truth of Rumi's poem became evident. All ideas of right and wrong, and the suffering that come with those ideas, eventually disappear, just as all thoughts and all forms disappear. What remains is the Heart, the open, spacious, silent, aware, ever present truth of who we are and what everything is. Even through these troubled times on Earth, that heart lives in all of us, deeper than form, deeper than thought, deeper than sorrow. And the song finished itself.
Out Beyond That Road
© K Hannan 2004
No colors in the world, just black and white
You were wrong and I was right
But I won't go down that road no more
I won't go down that road no more
'Cause we knew in our hearts when the towers fell
We can make a heaven, we can make a hell
And I won't go down that road no more
I won't go down that road no more
© K Hannan 2004
No colors in the world, just black and white
You were wrong and I was right
But I won't go down that road no more
I won't go down that road no more
'Cause we knew in our hearts when the towers fell
We can make a heaven, we can make a hell
And I won't go down that road no more
I won't go down that road no more
I know that out beyond that road there is a field
Out beyond that road there is a beautiful field
When the soul lies down in that grass
The world is so full
The world is so full
The world is too full to talk about
Out beyond that road there is a beautiful field
When the soul lies down in that grass
The world is so full
The world is so full
The world is too full to talk about
Even words like you and me
don't mean nothin' when we get down in that field
In that field of the heart
don't mean nothin' when we get down in that field
In that field of the heart
Out beyond that road there is a field
Out beyond that road there is a field
Out beyond that road....
Where the heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
Out beyond that road there is a field
Out beyond that road....
Where the heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
Where the smallest flower on the smallest grass
Shines with the answers to the question
Heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
Love I'll meet you in that field
Out beyond ideas. in that field of Love
Shines with the answers to the question
Heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
The heart does not need to ask
Love I'll meet you in that field
Out beyond ideas. in that field of Love
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