Friday, November 19, 2010

Happy Birthday at Enchanted Oak

Today is Chris's birthday at Enchanted Oak blog. HERE  Wish her joy that we share the earth the day she was born.

EARTH SONG

Listen to things more often than beings.

Hear the voice of the fire, hear the voice of the water,

Listen in the wind to the sighing of the bush:

This is the ancestors breathing.

Those who are dead are never gone;

The dead are not down in the earth:

They are in the trembling of the trees,

In the groaning of the woods,

In the water that runs, in the water that sleeps,

They are in the hut, they are in the crowd.

Those who are dead are not ever gone;

They are in the woman's breast, they are in the wailing of a child,

They are in the burning log and in the moaning rock.

They are in the weeping grasses, in the forest and the home.

Listen to things more often than beings.

Hear the voice of fire, hear the voice of water.

Listen in the wind to the sighing of the bush.

This is the ancestors breathing.

(traditional song from Senegal)

4 comments:

  1. a poem full of life

    ; thanks for sharing;


    much love
    gillena

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  2. ah you captured some lovely sounds i could sit and listen to for hours...and i already been by chris' and sang...

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  3. This is a beautiful hymn. It's especially meaningful to me and to you too I would guess, thinking of the voice of our mothers in the water....

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