The Poetry of "The Peace of Wild Things" Vol. 2
"Returning" by Wendell Berry (this one is probably my favorite piece of music in the whole work)I was walking in a dark valley and above me the tops of the hills
had caught the morning light.
I heard the light singing as it went among the grassblades and the leaves.
I waded upward through the shadow
until my head emerged,
my shoulders mantled with the light,
and my whole body came up out of the darkness,
and stood at the new shore of the day.
Where I had come was home,
for my own house stood white where the dark river wore the earth.
The sheen of bounty was on the grass, and the spring of the year had come.
"i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)" by e.e. cummings (This one is a trio for women's voices and I do like this one.)
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
And one more for this post:
"The Old Country" by Morton Marcus
Below the steep slopes inside us
There are mountain valleys with red-tiled roofs
Surrounded by plowed fields
Staked patches of grapevine
And domed churches in whose tiny graveyards
the slim cypress trees spiral toward memory
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