FROM THE WILD

Bring the light!
I have to shatter my illusions
of the dawn
And bring the fire!
It’s time we scattered all the ashes
to the ground
And bring me down…
to the one we have forgotten
Yet are bound

Bound by our glory
Bound by our fears
Bound by the simple taste
Of countless tears

And bring the wild!
The wind is tearing through
the blackness of the sky
And hold me, child…
In bitter rain
I’ll be your shelter
through the night
And close your eyes…
As the sand and shadows rage
we look inside

For Grandmother’s tears
They have fallen
Four thousand years
Almost forgotten

Bring the light!
And bring the fire!
And bring the wild
And hold me, child

For we have fallen…
…to the ground
Into the quiet space…
…between all sound
And love has bidden…
…us to call
Upon her gentle grace…
…that heals all…

Bring the light!
And bring the fire!
And bring the wild
And hold me, child

For Grandmother’s tears
They have fallen
Four thousand years
Almost forgotten
Almost forgotten
All but forgotten

The “earth laughs in flowers”✴︎
And I cry to the moon

. . .
✴︎from Hamatreya, by Ralph Waldo Emerson

From the shadows, she comes
To the shadows, she will go
The wild mother
The womb of all worlds

She knows your name
But she has none
The wild mother
From the mystery comes

From the wild, she comes
Through the wild, she will roam
The wild mother
The roots of my soul

From the wild, from the wild
From the wild, from the wild

All things bright …come from her
All we love …will return

From the wild, from the wild
From the wild, from the wild

From the shadows, she comes
All things bright
To the shadows, she will go
Come from her
All we love …will return

Dancing in the white thistle garden
Who can tell when titans shall fall
Breathing in the song of the morning
Who will come when the grey heron calls?

I fall…
I bend…
I rise to the call
…of the wild singing spiral flowers
Trapped behind the wall
I fall
I sway…
Another day
I’m washed away

Shadowing figures, the blackbirds did see
And I ravaged the dark for the jewels of the queen
She was lonesome and a coy one
Oh you’ll serve her quite well
In the brambles of the witches
Oh the mice twitter so

I fall…
I bend…
I rise to the call
…of the wild singing spiral flowers
Climbing on the wall
I fall
I sway…
Another day
I’m washed away

And there’s a war in the sky, riding reckless in the night
But who will keep count of the wicked and the right
Restless of wing, hither dither whither here
Crying alone since the seasons of fear

I fall…
I bend…
I rise to the call
…of the wild singing spiral flowers
Tearing at the wall
I fall
I sway…
Another day
I’m washed away

Hun dai dai dai dai dai dai…

I fall…
I bend…
I rise to the call
…of the wild singing spiral flowers
Sweeping o’er the wall
I fall
I sway…
Another day
I’m washed away

And still there is rain, and horses on the plains
And the wind rages on, dragging thunder in its reins
And under the ground, a thousand, thousand busy homes
Sheltered and skeltered, harvest marrow from the bone

I fall
I sway…
Another day
I’m washed away

Dancing in the white thistle garden
Who can tell when titans shall fall
Breathing in the song of the morning
Who will come when the grey heron calls?

{By Loreena McKennitt}

Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on

There are visions, there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires, there is laughter
There’s the sound of a thousand doves

Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on

In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
They are watching, they are waiting
They are witnessing life’s mysteries

Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on

Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o’er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny

Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on

Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost

Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient tree
Take me dancing, take me singing
I’ll ride on till the moon meets the sea

Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on
Ride on, Through the night, Ride on

(© Copyright Loreena McKennitt)

Day is done, and the gold is gone
Dust has settled upon the ground
There goes the sun
I will follow her down…

Fire burns bright
But ash is grey
These are dying days
I’ll stir the embers
Watch them fade

Waterfalls will wash the scars
Oceans tumble the ramparts down
The forests will breathe
And sing to the sky
And the clouds will break
And the rain will cry
And the world of man
Will yield to life

Is this the final divide?
This is a fine day to see what we’ve left behind

Breath is like a tethered kite
Let it go, and watch it fly
But we all know…
That the earth will call it down in the end

Are these the last days, my friend?
Are these the last days we may walk upon this land?
Are these the last days?
Are these the last days?
Are these the last days…of man?