Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...
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He is the sun god!<br />
He is the one god!<br />
Ra! Ra! Ra! Ra! Ra!<br />
By Michael<br />
Dawning Chant<br />
Morning Prayer<br />
I thank you for the morning with the sun shining bright.<br />
I thank you for last evening with the stars in the night.<br />
I thank you for tomorrow, may their days be without end.<br />
I thank you most <strong>of</strong> all for being my dear, close friend.<br />
I thank you for my ancestors, the people <strong>of</strong> my past.<br />
I thank you for my kith and kin, may their love for me last.<br />
I thank for my children, may their numbers be without end.<br />
I thank you most <strong>of</strong> all for being my dear, close friend.<br />
Circles Song<br />
Gwen Zak Moore (& Anne Cass)<br />
In days gone by, when the earth was much younger<br />
Men wondered at spring, born <strong>of</strong> winter's cold knife<br />
Wondering at the games <strong>of</strong> the moon and the sunlight<br />
<strong>The</strong>y saw there the Lady and the Lord <strong>of</strong> all life.<br />
Chorus<br />
And around, & around, & around turns the good earth.<br />
All things must change as the Seasons go by.<br />
We are the children <strong>of</strong> the Lord and the Lady,<br />
Whose mysteries we know, but will never know why.<br />
In all lands the people were tied with the good earth<br />
Sowing and reaping as the seasons declared,<br />
Waiting to reap <strong>of</strong> the rich, golden harvest,<br />
Knowing her laugh in the joys that they shared.<br />
Through Flanders and Wales and the green lands <strong>of</strong> Ireland<br />
In Kingdoms <strong>of</strong> England and Scotland and Spain<br />
Circles grew up all along the wild coastlines,<br />
To work for the weather with the sun and the rain.<br />
Circles for healing and working the weather.<br />
Circles for thanking the moon and the sun.<br />
Circles for thanking the Lord and the Lady.<br />
Circles for dancing the dance never done.<br />
And we who reach for the stars in the heavens,<br />
Turning our eyes from the meadows and groves<br />
Still live in the love <strong>of</strong> the Lord and the Lady:<br />
<strong>The</strong> greater the circle the more the love grows.<br />
Verse DDGA/DDGD/DAGD/DAGD<br />
Chorus DAGD/DAGD/DAGD/DAGD<br />
329<br />
Oimelc Song For Brigit<br />
Sam and I wrote a song this Sunday for the Oimelc ritual. We had<br />
to work with some major imagery. We had to incorporate a song<br />
with new-born lambs, rising sap in trees and Brigit. Brigit is the<br />
Celtic goddess <strong>of</strong> fire, blacksmithing and poetry. She was<br />
christianized as St. Brigit. We're sure we had her rolling on the<br />
ground in mirth at our pathetic attempt at a song. Music: <strong>The</strong> Ash<br />
Grove<br />
Lyrics: Feb. 1st, 1992 Michael Scharding and Samuel Adams<br />
<strong>The</strong> Hammers are pounding, <strong>The</strong> new sound is sounding,<br />
<strong>The</strong> forge is resounding with promise <strong>of</strong> spring.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Good Earth is forming, the new leaves are forming,<br />
<strong>The</strong> birds are performing, the songs that they bring.<br />
<strong>The</strong> New lambs are grazing, your song we are raising,<br />
Again we are praising you, now as before.<br />
Now Brigit enlighten me, strengthen and righten me,<br />
Sharpen and brighten me, now evermore.<br />
Oimelc Silly Song <strong>of</strong> Brigit<br />
Now there are some poor verses worth reminding ourselves with.<br />
Writing is a learning process, and many ideas pop up. <strong>The</strong> only<br />
way to get rid <strong>of</strong> them is to work out the silly verses:<br />
<strong>The</strong> Hammers are beating, the sheep they are bleating,<br />
It’s soon we'll be eating, I brought my own fork.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Good Earth is warming, the sheep they are swarming,<br />
We bards are performing, but not very well.<br />
<strong>The</strong> new leaves are budding, the pagans are rutting,<br />
We’ll all go streak Nutting, and wave Hi to Skeech.<br />
Sam forded the river, its cold made him shiver,<br />
We don't like the winter, please take it away.<br />
Oh gods we admire, we can't start this fire,<br />
It’s raising our ire, Damn!, why won't it start?<br />
Now Brigit enlighten me, please do not frighten me,<br />
Or throw lightnin at me or blast me to bits.<br />
Source:Ancient<br />
<strong>The</strong> Thirteen Fold Mystery<br />
I am the wind that blows upon the sea.<br />
I am the wave upon the ocean.<br />
I am the murmur <strong>of</strong> the willows.<br />
I am the ox <strong>of</strong> the seven combats.<br />
I am the vulture on the rocks.<br />
I am a beam <strong>of</strong> the sun.<br />
I am the fairest <strong>of</strong> plants.<br />
I am a boar in wild valor.<br />
I am a salmon in the water.<br />
I am a lake in the plain.<br />
I am a word <strong>of</strong> knowledge.<br />
I am the point <strong>of</strong> the lance <strong>of</strong> battle.<br />
I am the God who created in the head, the fire<br />
Who is it who casts light upon the meeting on the mountain?<br />
Who announces the ages <strong>of</strong> the moon?<br />
Who teaches where couches the sun?<br />
-If not I?