May you not miss it just because it’s quiet.
It’s the opposite of a crash. It’s a settling . yazoo softly over
Yazoo Softly Over: A Meditation on Rain, Blues, and Letting Go May you not miss it just because it’s quiet
— For the late-night listeners, the porch-sitters, and everyone learning to love what moves slowly. Yazoo Softly Over: A Meditation on Rain, Blues,
The Yazoo River doesn’t rush. It seeps, it curves, it floods the lowlands quietly. To say something moves “Yazoo softly over” is to describe a force that isn’t aggressive but is absolutely unstoppable. Like grief. Like the end of a long summer. Like the way a song you haven’t heard in ten years suddenly plays in a coffee shop, and for two minutes, you’re twenty years old again.
There are some phrases that feel less like words and more like a state of mind. “Yazoo softly over” is one of them.
Let’s sit with that phrase for a minute: Softly over.