The Silent Awakening

Song: The Silent Awakening
Artist: Tina Malia
Album: The Silent Awakening

I dreamt I
Was born a girl
Living alone
In the world

Passing the
Hours away
I looked into
The face of sorrow

Tempted by the
Taste of tomorrow
And the scent
Of yesterday

But that was only
A dream of a dream
This world is
Not what it seems

We are the wind
That carries the seeds
We are the roots
Of the banyan tree

We are love offered
On the wing
That stretches
Across eternity

We are a chord in
Life’s symphony
We are the silent
Awakening

We are only
A dream of a dream
This world is
Not what it seems

We are the wind
That carries the seeds
We are the roots
Of the banyan tree

We are love offered
On the wing
That stretches
Across eternity

We are a chord in
Life’s symphony
We are the silent
Awakening

I dreamt that I
Could not find you
Always was a
Step behind you

Could not see
Your face

Wandering around
The maze
Of illusion’s
Dusty haze

A soul with no
Resting place

But that was only
A dream of a dream
This world is
Not what it seems

We are the wind
That carries the seeds
We are the roots
Of the banyan tree

We are love offered
On the wing
That stretches
Across eternity

We are a chord in
Life’s symphony
We are the silent
Awakening

A dream of a dream
This world is
Not what it seems

We are the wind
That carries the seeds
We are the roots
Of the banyan tree

We are love offered
On the wing
That stretches
Across eternity

We are a chord in
Life’s symphony
We are the silent
Awakening

And only love
Can lift the veil
The veil
Away

Only love can
Take it’s place

and I have travelled
Long and far
just to come home
To your grace

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Cycle Song of Life (The River Song)

Cycle Song of Life (The River Song) · James Durst
Wish I Were Here
℗ 2014 WorldWind

The river casts her murky eyes toward heaven
But never stops to doubt that she must roll out to the sea
And the secret of what takes her to her silence
Goes with her to her death beyond eternity

CHORUS
And the river just keeps flowin’ on and on
The sun keeps goin’ ’round to bring the dawn
And life just keeps on goin’ ’til it looks as though it’s gone
But it really just keeps flowin’ on and on

Just when it seems the night will last forever
The sun appears to kiss awake the darkness into day
And though his life is short, he makes the journey
And knows deep in his heart that there’s no other way

CHORUS

To understand the laughter of the Springtime
You have to see the summer melt away into the Fall
But ’til you’ve known the endless sleep of Winter
You’ll never hear the cycle song of life at all

CHORUS

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Round and Round

Round and round.
Never end.
Open never broken.
Oh, we will meet again.

 

Round and Round

(traditional English round)

Round and round,
the earth is turning,
turning always into morning,
then from morning into night.

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When The Wind Stops

Title: When the Wind Stops

Author: Charlotte Zolotow

Illustrator:Stefano Vitale

Age Range: 4-8 years old

Paperback: 32 pages

Themes: Circle of life, Cycles, Seasons

SYNOPSIS:

Where does the wind go when it stops?

When a little boy asks this question at the end of a happy day, his mother explains that the wind does not stop-it blows away to make the trees dance somewhere else.

Reassuringly, she tells him that nothing ever ends, it simply begins in another place or in another way. Rain goes back into the clouds to create new storms, waves fold back upon the sea to become new waves, and the day moves on to make way for the night, bringing the darkness and stars for the little boy to dream in.

Charlotte Zolotow’s lyrical prose and Stefano Vitale’s rich illustrations make this a beautiful celebration of the cycle of life.

#51 Lady of the Season’s Laughter

(Kendyl L. R. Gibbons)

Lady of the seasons’ laughter, in the summer’s warmth be near;
when the winter follows after, teach our spirits not to fear.
Hold us in your steady mercy, Lady of the turning year.

Sister of the evening starlight, in the falling shadows stay
here among us till the far light of tomorrow’s dawning ray.
Hold us in your steady mercy, Lady of the turning day.

Little Yellow Pear Tomatoes

Title:Little Yellow Pear Tomatoes

Author:Demian Elaine Yumei

Illustrator:Nicole Tamarin

Age Range: 3 and up

Hardcover: 32 pages

Themes: Interconnectedness, connection, circle of life

Review by Janet Boyer on amazon.com:

“Everyone and everything-my daddy, my mommy, bugs and worms, clouds and sky, lakes and rivers, the sun and stars-are parts of the tomato you cannot see. Take away any one, and the little yellow pear tomatoes in my garden could not be.” -from the book

Little Yellow Pear Tomatoes is a delightful 32-page book by Demian Elaine Yumei examining the universal circle of life through the innocent eyes of a young girl. Inspired by the author’s youngest daughter (who really *does* love pear tomatoes)-as well as the Zen teachings of Thich Nhat Hanh-the little girl in the story marvels at all the energy and collaboration it takes to grow the tomatoes. From the earthworms who aerate the soil with their tunnels to her Mommy who weeds the garden, there are a lot of not-a-tomato things that are in little yellow pear tomatoes!

Filled with lush, vibrant illustrations by first time Mom Nicole Tamarin, Little Yellow Pear Tomatoes follows the contemplations of a little girl who see that everyone and everything brings something essential to the fruits she loves so much. Because many things contribute to the growing of the tomatoes-her Daddy who plants them, the sun which grants energy, the lakes, rivers and oceans that supply the clouds with water, and even the hearts of stars-all things are inside every little pear tomato.

Imbued with exquisite artwork and the gentle message of interconnectedness, Little Pear Tomatoes is a fitting book for such troubled times. Ever since we’ve gotten this book, my son has asked me to read it to him every night before bed. Interestingly, this month’s picture on my kitchen calendar features tomatoes of all shapes, sizes and colors, so I was able to show my son pictures of actual yellow pear tomatoes. Admittedly, I hadn’t heard of-or seen-these types of tomatoes until reading this book!

While the Amazon recommendation says that this book is geared towards babies and preschoolers, the words are advanced enough to challenge the reading skills of 7-8 year olds in my opinion. This is no mere picture book

 

 

 

New Flowers

New flowers, ancient powers,
ancestors speaking to me.
Like vines intertwining,
wisdom is leaking into me.

And we are wise and we are strong.
We are humble and we come from the sun.
Round and round we go.
The sun, radiant we glow.

And we’re rising to the occasion
to lift your very soul.
We’re rising to the occasion
to lift your very soul.

The air is a singer, the fire is a song,
as sure as this earth I’m standing on.
The air is a singer, the fire is a song,
as sure as this earth I’m standing on.

We Are the Weavers

We are the weavers,
alive in these times,
dancing life’s rhythms,
singing life’s rhymes.

Ancient star weavers,
come down from the sky.
Full rainbow spectrum
reflected in you and I.

Trusting the cycle
is how to stay whole.
Knowing the wisdom
deep down in our soul.

Here, this moment,
gone with the flow.
Constant change
is all we know.

We Are Traveling Through Time

We are traveling through time
at the speed of light.
Night becomes day
and day becomes night.

Wheels within wheels
as the wheel turns,
but I am the fire
and the fire burns.