Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...
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Walking those woods once more<br />
Lovin’ the view out <strong>of</strong> doors.<br />
Where the long-cloaked students play<br />
While the lovely prairie sways.<br />
I'm back in the old grove again<br />
Whoopy-ti-yi-yo<br />
Swaying to and fro'<br />
I'm back in the old grove again<br />
Whoopy-ti-yi-ya<br />
This is just my way<br />
I'm back in the old grove again<br />
***********<br />
Bardic Salvo #3: Dec 1 st , 2001<br />
While My Bagpipe Loudly Wails<br />
By Patrick Haneke, Akita Grove, Nov 30, 2001<br />
In honor <strong>of</strong> George Harrison’s Passing<br />
Modeled, obviously on, “While My Guitar Sadly Weeps”<br />
Listen to it at http://www.radiobroadcast.net/midi/beatles/<br />
http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Frontrow/9990/<br />
I think <strong>of</strong> your songs and the truths that they’re hailing,<br />
While my bagpipe loudly wails.<br />
I look at the clouds and I see that they’re sailing,<br />
While my bagpipe loudly wails.<br />
From the moment you stepped on stage<br />
Your message hasn’t aged.<br />
How can your songs’ impact be gauged.<br />
Your words can’t be caged.<br />
I look at Mother Earth and I notice it’s turning<br />
While my bagpipe loudly wails<br />
With every season, old ways’ wisdom we’ll be learning<br />
Still my bagpipe loudly wails…<br />
We should’ve known a god had aired,<br />
His soul bared too,<br />
A new world view that was shared,<br />
How you cared, Lugh.<br />
I think <strong>of</strong> your songs and the truths that they’re telling,<br />
While my bagpipe loudly wails.<br />
I look at the clouds……….<br />
Still my bagpipe loudly wails.<br />
Oh, oh, oh<br />
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh<br />
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh<br />
Yeah Lugh yeah Lugh<br />
yeah Lugh yeah Lugh<br />
387<br />
Old Druid’s Hill<br />
By Mike Scharding, DC Grove<br />
For the Public Domain, Nov 2001<br />
Original Artist Fats Domino’s “Blueberry Hill”<br />
For the music, see http://www.christeen.net/midi.html<br />
And choose Blueberry Hill (#6)<br />
I cast my spell on Old Druid’s Hill<br />
On Old Druid’s Hill when I called Lugh<br />
<strong>The</strong> moon stood still on Old Druid’s Hill<br />
And lingered until my dreams came true.<br />
<strong>The</strong> wind in the willow played<br />
A haunting melody<br />
And all <strong>of</strong> those vows I made<br />
Were made seriously.<br />
Tho’ I’ve moved on, a part <strong>of</strong> me’s still<br />
In those winds so shrill, on Old Druid’s Hill.<br />
Dreams<br />
By: Rhiannon Hawk <strong>of</strong> “Druid Heart Spirit Grove”<br />
Year 2001 For the Public Domain<br />
Original title was "Dreams" by: Fleetwood Mac<br />
http://pws.prserv.net/ggaynor/zmidi2x.htm to hear the tune.<br />
we are the Shining Ones<br />
we are the children <strong>of</strong> Danu<br />
remembering who we are<br />
celebration is past due<br />
being <strong>of</strong> the Otherworld<br />
our feet s<strong>of</strong>tly on the ground<br />
we are the one<br />
we are each a shining star<br />
we are twin soulmates<br />
see the lightning in our eyes<br />
it can pierce right through<br />
illusions in disguise<br />
behind your eyes<br />
there is no disguise<br />
(chorus)<br />
we are the winds on the oceans wave<br />
we are the sparkly in the crystal cave<br />
we are the wings <strong>of</strong> a hawk in flight<br />
we transform beings that have gained the sight<br />
we gaze upon the Seers pond<br />
what in the water did we see?<br />
now it's all green<br />
as if I'm flying through the trees<br />
now I'm back and the vision remains in me<br />
I get up <strong>of</strong>f the ground<br />
and we circle round and round<br />
we each can see that our<br />
feet are up <strong>of</strong>f the ground<br />
they make no sound<br />
up <strong>of</strong>f the ground