“Solsbury Hill” is introspective, transcendent, and reeks of unseen hope. It’s almost as if it was written for me. The song’s transcendence is found throughout, but second verse has obvious religious overtones to Jesus 1. It makes me wonder about Jesus’ state of mind as he began to feel the call to proclaim the Kingdom of God. Was he worried about doors he was used to have open being slammed in his face? Or maybe that’s just me wondering.
For me the song becomes most personal in the final stanza,
When illusion spin her net
I’m never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me.
Oh, this hits home. I live caught between the illusive sight of “things will be better if only…” and the sense of being mocked by the freedom to which I feel drawn. But, living in a world where everyone with closed eyes still claims to see, in public all I want to do it hide – to show “another me” just to keep people away long enough for me to ponder. And yet, “home” is the calling of this poem. As frustrating as it is to be caught between everything, hope is the space to which I always return.
- Turning water into wine. ↩