My Body is a Cage…. Set My Spirit Free

With regularity a piece of art speaks what my heart, soul, and/or body attempts but it unable to communicate.  There is something simple, yet so profound in the commonality of experiences; in the way another person, by way of sound, paint, page or some other medium, poignantly articulates that which haunted me for a moment or for years.

This morning I put my ipod on shuffle and Arcade Fire’s “My Body is a Cage” (from Neon Bible) was the fifth song in the queue.  And there is was, all the longing, fear, desire, loneliness, confusion, and hope:

My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

I’m standing on a stage of fear and self-doubt
It’s a hollow play but they’ll clap anyway

My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You’re standing next to me
My mind holds the key

I’m living in an age that calls darkness light
Though my language is dead still the shapes fill my head

I’m living in an age whose name I don’t know
Though the fear keeps me moving still my heart beats so slow

My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You’re standing next to me
My mind holds the key
My body is a

My body is a cage
We take what we’re given
Just because you’ve forgotten that don’t mean you’re forgiven

I’m living in an age that screams my name at night
But when I get to the doorway there’s no one in sight

My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You’re standing next to me
My mind holds the key

Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free

Wavering words and a simple heartbeat-like drum morphs into a organ-driven marching song, only to end with pleading and wishing to be released from this world of loneliness, isolation, and imprisonment.

“Set me free” we plead in our suffering.  “Set me free” we sob into the darkness as we lie awake alone.  “Set me free” we wail while raging against fear and temptation.  “Set me free” we sing as we dance in delight on the heights of joy.  Set me free.

“Set my spirit free.  Set my spirit free.  Set my body free.”  Perhaps this is part of the prayers which accompany the working out of one’s salvation.

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One response to “My Body is a Cage…. Set My Spirit Free

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