Wednesday, June 3, 2009

A Celtic Sea Song

In the beginning, I was counting the stones on the seashore,
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Looking for the precious ones.
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Among the stones, I found many pretty things
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While the sea rolled on beside me all the time. Time moved on.
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I had collected many stones 'til I tired of them,
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And I think they tired of me.
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Some were lovely,
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but I was never satisfied,
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And the sea rolled on beside me all the time.
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And the wind rose, east and cold. Whisp'ring sweetly to my soul.
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And it said "Look you fool, You are missing precious things: Raise your eyes and look towards the sea.
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" So I looked: It was as if I saw the sea for the first time,
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And it's power captured me.
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All the time I had wasted seeking stones, I had missed the rolling glory of the sea.
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And the sea Devoured a mighty swathe of heart, overwhelmed me In a way I couldn't know, And the price for the love of greater things Was surrender to the great and cruel sea.
And it stole me, and I feared the aching sea, It consumed me, drowned my mind.
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The wind said "Look, you fool, No matter what you do, You can't contain the ocean like a stone."
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-words from song by Eden's Bridge

1 comment:

  1. Looks like a beautiful trip. I will have to look up that song... it sounds lovely.

    Val

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