A piece I wrote on February 7th 2019. I was in Hospital recovering from my 3rd stroke (a minor one), but it was only 2 months since my previous stroke, and I was wandering around the place like a becalmed sailing ship waiting for the winds of change to send me home … The music I listened to during my stay, were mainly two Icelandic Bands, Sigur Ros, & Solstafir … I didn’t understand the lyrics, but the music seemed to be grand for my anxiety level …
Time and the Sea
There’s wasted time, hours and days gone
My time, between one procedure and the next
Time to explore this healing castle
Time to chat, to eager listener’s
Time to write, about realities and dreams
Time to observe the people’s living within
Time to think about the world’s problems
Time to visualise pictures of tomorrow
I’m not a patient in his bed
I’m free standing and waiting instead
I’m a walking and talking local poet
I’m not allowed to vacate the site
They want me near, to study my plight
They want me here, to secure my bed
They need me near, to look into my mind
They need me here, so I’m easy to find
Solstafir “Midaftann”
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/mi%C3%B0aftann-mid-evening.html
Mid-Evening
Now I have come home
After a journey on the deep seas.
The wave was so high,
The saltiness ate everything up.
I drowned in a black hole,
I pulled at the hand of death.
So high, it was so high,
And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon high in the sky,
And the moon lighted a path, yes the moon lighted a path.
So high, so high, wave of the sins, wave of the sins.
Ivor Steven (c) December 2023
























