Green Book Of Meditations Volume 6 The Books of Songs - Student ...
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(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 />
Haiku Corner<br />
By Ian Friesland, Ice Floe Grove<br />
Ok, all you Asian aficionados out there-<br />
here’s the first ever known Antarctican Haiku (5-7-5 poem)<br />
South-pole’s Mid-Summer<br />
No trees, no birds, no rivers.<br />
And it is still cold.<br />
Leaves swept in river’s flow,<br />
Many colored, tossed and tumbling.<br />
This is retirement?<br />
<strong>The</strong> Existential Moment (1997)<br />
By K.D. Bennett or Spring Child <strong>of</strong> Berkeley<br />
'Tis a cold, dark night as all seem to be<br />
Melancholic, morbid, romantic characteristically<br />
One such as I who penned these words, being all entwined in me<br />
Can gaze out into this night and, nomadic, free<br />
Give thanks unto myself for quietude; night's hush<br />
Feels me flush 'gainst dream, feeling, thought; plush<br />
Is the plenty <strong>of</strong> leafy tree's rustling rush<br />
And the mystical chirping <strong>of</strong> dark friend cricket in that brush.<br />
***********<br />
Bardic Salvo #4: Dec 15 th , 2001<br />
By Sine Ceolbhinn, D.C. Grove<br />
Yuletide Caroling<br />
Strangely enough, Christmas is one <strong>of</strong> the few times <strong>of</strong> the<br />
year that we feel like singing with our neighbours outside <strong>of</strong> a<br />
karaoke bar. Easter songs? A few. Groundhog Day songs? Not<br />
likely. We all want to sing, but trip over the uncomfortable lyrics,<br />
right? I decided to but together a little list <strong>of</strong> songs that a pagan<br />
could use in company with their monotheistic friends.<br />
I few hours <strong>of</strong> scanning the internet has given me a<br />
collection <strong>of</strong> popular songs that didn’t dwell on babies in food<br />
troughs, righteous crowns, deceased people with bird wings, and<br />
ecstatic shepherds hearing voices in the dark (won’t even go<br />
there.) I prefer my own improbable stories (grin.) Just change<br />
“Christmas” to “Yuletide” and most are okay. Santa Claus is<br />
rather unavoidable, but he’s nearly pagan, and so I let him slide.<br />
Many <strong>of</strong> the songs on the list below have on-line free music-files<br />
& lyrics at:<br />
http://www.chebucto.ns.ca/~ai251/xcarol.html<br />
Auld Lang Syne<br />
<strong>The</strong> Christmas Song (Chestnuts roasting)<br />
388<br />
Deck the Halls<br />
Do <strong>The</strong>y Know its Christmastime at All?<br />
Frosty the Snowman<br />
Grandma Got Hit by a Reindeer<br />
<strong>The</strong> Grinch’s <strong>The</strong>me Song<br />
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas<br />
Here Comes Santa Claus<br />
Holly Jolly Christmas<br />
Home For <strong>The</strong> Holidays<br />
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus<br />
I’ll Be Home For Christmas<br />
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas<br />
It’s the Most Wonderful Time <strong>of</strong> the Year<br />
Jingle Bells<br />
Jingle Bell Rock<br />
Jolly Old Saint Nicholas<br />
Let It Snow<br />
O Christmas Tree<br />
Rocking Around the Christmas Tree<br />
Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer<br />
Silver and Gold<br />
Silver Bells<br />
Sleigh Ride<br />
That Christmas Feeling<br />
Up on the Ro<strong>of</strong>top<br />
We Wish You a Merry Christmas<br />
White Christmas<br />
Winter Wonderland<br />
Pondering Celtic Clans<br />
old castles where once the breath <strong>of</strong> life was strong<br />
reminds my <strong>of</strong> my slaughtered ancestors<br />
living in peace, joy, and strength<br />
gathering their children for the telling <strong>of</strong> tales<br />
now nothing but graveyards remain<br />
castles turned to funeral pyres<br />
and no one left to weep for them<br />
who were there first, and reeled<br />
at the beautiful bounty they experienced in nature<br />
a small candle, a sputtering torch<br />
a pile <strong>of</strong> dead wood gathered for the fire<br />
a fresh mug <strong>of</strong> herbal tea and a wan smile<br />
waking bleary eyed in the fog<br />
tending horses for their journeys<br />
who were not merely servants, but friends<br />
now thinking that all things must come to their ends<br />
and knowing ends for what they truly are<br />
new beginnings<br />
my that sounds pleasant<br />
but it doesn't do a thing for them<br />
my ancient ancestors <strong>of</strong> yore<br />
---kdbennett<br />
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I loved them dearly, I loved them strong<br />
How we all used to get along<br />
In the sun and coming together<br />
In the rain light as Eagle's feather<br />
<strong>The</strong>re, where the stone meets the sky<br />
A fire kept sealed in my mind's eye<br />
Which has seen stranger things<br />
Waits to behold what the future brings<br />
Patiently<br />
For the most part.<br />
---kdbennett