Who Has Seen the Wind?

And we all shine on. Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
John Lennon

Instant Karma is one of those songs I crank out of respect. For me, for John Lennon, for all of us. I don't have a recording of it in any form, so hearing on the radio is still the treat that was intended from the Isle of Wight. I rock out to this song and it speaks to me like a really good, long-lost friend. I connect to it instanly, however briefly and think 'Yeah.' while I nod to the beat.
Last night, in a particularly low place, it reached into my head and pulled me out. I looked up and knew my place right away when, like the needle touching down, Instant Karma scratched, hi-fi, into my mind's ear. Heard it clear as, well, night. It was all the perspective I needed.
We're so small and so fleeting as creatures...we're so insignificant in the grand scheme of all this. Do you think the stars give a damn? I don't think so. When faced by the Atlantic, a favorite of mine wondered aloud: "Who the hell do we think we are?" That's how I felt when I spotted them last night - and what a comfort! It really isn't all complicated. In fact, it's clearer to me now than it has been: we are here to help each other through this. On and on and on...