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Honey and Holy Water
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Yearning
Track: 1. Green Trees |
Only This Moment
Track: 1. Breathe into the Heart of this Dance |
Honey and Holy Water
1. Mystery
Written in Waipio Valley, Hawaii…
For this moment in time,
there’s no clock upon the wall,
We wake with the sunrise,
Make love with the moon.
All the mystery of Eden
like the magic in your eyes,
fills me with a pure believing
makes me glad to be alive.
Oh Mystery
in you and me,
Like sky and sea
Like Earth and tree.
Oh waterfall
of flowing love,
Pass through our hearts
and show us we are one with all,
with all.
I can hear the Mother calling
she wants to lead her children home,
When we connect with joy and beauty
we give her healing from our souls.
Oh Mystery
in you and me,
Like sky and sea
Like Earth and tree.
Oh waterfall
of flowing love,
Pass through our hearts
and show us we are one with all,
with all.
We are one, we are one, we are one, we are one with all,
We are one, we are one, we are one, we are one with all,
We are one, we are one, we are one, we are one with all,
There’s a Mystery, in you and me
Oh Mystery, sweet mystery in you and me oh can’t you see
Mystery, Sweet mystery.
There’s a mystery.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
2. Africa
Written for Mamello Mokholokoe, the founder of Phelisanong, a residential center for HIV-AIDS orphans and vulnerable children in Lesotho…
You walk alone
Through the heat and the dust,
Body weary
But your spirit strong,
Night is falling,
You make your bed
By the side of the road,
May sleep restore your power to heal and help you pray
Ah aha, Ah aha, Ah aha Africa
Their hungry wishes
Like loaves and fishes
Need a miracle now
The road is a river, you rise up and walk towards
a new day.
The same sun rises
On you and my land of plenty,
Its fingers of light
Become an outstretched hand we take in ours, and pray
Ah aha,rAh aha, Ah aha Africa.
You are bleeding
You are needing
Faith rooted in action now.
You are falling
I hear you calling
Africa
Ah aha, Ah aha, Ah aha Africa.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
3. Crystal Maiden of the Lake
Written for Natives everywhere committed to preserving the sanctity of the land they steward…
We could be together crystal maiden of the lake
and watch the waters silver under the moon’s wake,
Or sail away forever to the fairylands,
Leave behind the sorrow of these parched and windblown sands.
Although I long to soar on the nighttime’s velvet wings
and travel to the places where my soul softly sings,
I’m bound to stand upon this shore a teardrop in my eye
to protect the land from human hands for whose misdeeds I cry.
Then I will stand beside you until the dark grows light
to comfort and cheer you through this silent, lingering night,
Maybe together we can call the dawn
and awaken all the earthly ways to an ancient healing song.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
4. Ancient Mother
Ancient Mother,
I hear you calling.
Ancient Mother,
I hear your song.
Ancient Mother,
I hear your laughter.
Ancient Mother,
I taste your tears.
Hecate, Demeter, Isis, Astarte,
Diana, Pele, Cerredwin, Kali,
Yemaya, Ishtar, Gaia. (repeat)
O la mama wa ha su kola
O la mama wa ha su wam
O la mama kow wey ha ha ha ha
O la mama ta te kayee.
Hecate, Demeter, Isis, Astarte,
Diana, Pele, Cerredwin, Kali,
Yemaya, Ishtar, Gaia. (repeat)
Ancient Mother,
I hear you calling.
Ancient Mother,
I hear your song.
Ancient Mother,
I hear your laughter.
Ancient Mother,
I taste your tears.
Ancient Mother,
I taste your tears.
Ancient Mother,
I taste your tears.
-Traditional
6. Green Mountain
There’s a light that shines over Green Mountain,
Sparklin’ like the morning dew.
Shimmering clouds over Green Mountain,
Soft as my memory of you.
I know you’ll return
to this island kissed by the sea,
Until you do,
The light of Green Mountain
will shelter and comfort me.
Dusk enfolds the curves of Green Mountain,
Holdin’ her in gentleness and ease.
Your caress lives on inside me,
My body sings a deep and ancient peace.
I know you’ll return
to this island kissed by the sea,
Until you do,
The light of Green Mountain
will shelter and comfort me.
Moon will rise over Green Mountain
whispering a lullaby so sweet,
Tender words linger between us,
Two solitudes the mystery will greet.
I know you’ll return
to this island kissed by the sea,
Until you do,
The light of Green Mountain
will shelter and comfort me.
Until you do,
The light of Green Mountain
will shelter and comfort me.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
7. Woodstock
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road,
And I asked him, where are you going?
This he told me.
Said I’m going down to Yasgur’s farm
gonna join in a rock ‘n’ roll band,
Got to get back to the land
and get my soul free.We are stardust,
We are golden,
and we’ve got to get ourselves
back to the garden.
Then can I walk beside you
I have come here to lose the smog,
and I feel just like a cog in something turning,
Well maybe it’s just the time of year
or maybe it’s the time of man,
I don’t know who l am
but life is for learning.
We are stardust,
We are golden,
and we’ve got to get ourselves
back to the garden.
By the time we got to Woodstock
we were half a million strong,
And everywhere there was song and celebration.
And I dreamt I saw the bombers
Riding shotgun in the sky,
Turning into butterflies
above the nations.
We are stardust,
We are golden,
Caught in the devil’s bargain,
And we’ve got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Yes we’ve got to get ourselves
back to the garden.
© 1969 Joni Mitchell
8. This is a Prayer
This is a prayer
for those hidden places,
This is a prayer
for the pain that runs so deep,
This is a prayer
for that which is to come,
May it be sweet.
This is a prayer.
This is a prayer
for this body so sacred so wounded,
This is a prayer
for my innocence that sleeps,
This is a prayer
for that yearning to be whole
and complete.
This is a prayer.
There’s a power greater than words
dormant somewhere inside.
Masked behind this gentleness
There’s a rage.
This is a prayer
for the truth that never died,
This is a prayer
For the lies that I won’t see,
This is a prayer
for the trust to just let go
and be.
This is a prayer.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
10. The Wild Ones
I’m the wild one that runs with the wind
Thought I could rest here with you my friend
But here they come, here they come.
Pushing for progress, no forests left to weep,
no cradle for the Mother to rock her babe to sleep.
Thought there’d always be a place for me,
where I could drink the peace and hear the sea.
But their chains are getting closer
and I am tired,
I am tired.
I’m the wild one that runs with the wind
Thought I could rest here with you my friend
But here they come, here they come.
If I leave before sunrise perhaps they’ll never know,
and I’ll find a place they haven’t where the dreamers’ seeds are sown.
I’ll send them visions from the deep,
of the way it was before their sleep,
robbed them of the beauty
and tamed their souls,
tamed their souls.
I’m the wild one that runs with the wind
Thought I could rest here with you my friend
But here they come, here they come.
Here they come, here they come
here they come, here they come.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
11. Where the Emptiness is Full
Was it all as easy as that for you,
This turning away, this tearing apart
of our shared heart?
Surrender knows what the mind can’t grasp,
That all transforms and nothing lasts
the same.
I bleed, I bruise,
I love, I lose
my way back home to you.
Hold me in your grace
So I can cry til I’m empty
Guide me to the place,
Where the emptiness is full.
When darkness falls and silence comes,
I sense you near and can almost hear
your beating heart.
And if energy is all we are
Perhaps the hands of time will heal this scar
and I’ll fly free
I bleed, I bruise,
I love, I lose
my way back home to you.
Hold me in your grace
So I can cry til I’m empty
Guide me to the place
Where the emptiness is full.
© 2009 Oona McOuat
Yearning
1. Green Trees
Story of the land
Journey of the sea
Secrets of the wind
Wrapped up inside of me
in this body of time.
Green trees of home
I hear you calling,
Your voice, like a sweet caress
fills me with longing.
The forest softly stirs with secrets moist and ancient
Will they fall upon deaf ears?
Or are all your sons and daughters
feeling you reach into their hearts.
Green trees of home
the change is starting,
The cities intensify
as you stand guarding
what’s left of the Mother jewel.
I come from a land of rushing rivers and snow-capped peaks
where beauty still graces the path of she who seeks,
This country, it’s a part of my body I can touch I can taste
across the distance, she says if you want to be with me come home soon
and prepare for the change.
Green trees of home,
is it time for my returning,
The thought of being by your side
fills me with yearning,
Green trees of home,
Green trees.
Story of the land,
Journey of the sea,
Secrets of the wind,
Wrapped up inside of me,
in this body of time.
© 1998 Oona McOuat
2. Drought
Have I lost part of my soul
or was it never mine for taking?
Still I thirst like this cloudless sky
for what will wash away the aching.
You know I believe when I see it in your eyes
but there’s a place inside that wants to run away
and hide.
Journey of reclaiming
See if I can name the pieces that are gone,
Creep past the doubt that’s guarding
the secret cave that’s harbouring
all my yearning to be strong,
Find the one who lives alone there and lead her to a field
where she lifts her voice in song,
This drought’s been too long.
There is a wound, a feral child
Sheltered by fear from storms and rain she is wild,
How will she grow, this child, this seed
without water and light to recognize her need?
She sees the earth is parched and dry
hungering for tears she’s never learned how to cry.
Journey of reclaiming
See if I can name the pieces that are gone,
Creep past the doubt that’s guarding
the secret cave that’s harbouring
all my yearning to be strong,
Find the one who lives alone there and lead her to a field
where she lifts her voice in song,
And the clouds form, the tears flow, the rain comes
The drought has passed.
Raingiver brings hope
Raingiver brings release
Raingiver brings life
Raingiver brings peace.
© 1998 Oona McOuat
3. Solitude
I’ve made you a stranger,
I was afraid of the magic that we made.
I long to be with the bittersweet perfume
of Solitude, just you and me
alone here in the room of my heart.
Sometimes
when I’m alone with the sound of the rain I hear you,
The voice of a friend I once knew
but I cast away from your shore,
Now I want to be with you once more.
Solitude
I’ve made you a stranger,
I was afraid of the magic that we made.
I long to be with the bittersweet perfume
of Solitude, just you and me
alone here in the room of my heart.
It seems that the moments fly
the important things can pass right by
Like drinking silence, watching breath
finding feelings that never left,
Chasing memories, soothing fears
tracing dreams, shedding tears.
Solitude
I’ve made you a stranger,
I was afraid of the magic that we made.
I long to be with the bittersweet perfume
of Solitude, just you and me
alone here in the room of my heart,
alone here in the room of my heart.
© 1998 Oona McOuat
4. Crumbling Castle
There’s a hole in my heart
like a crumbling castle,
There’s a place deep inside
where old melodies play,
I drift through time
Want to know what is mine
and what will wash away.
The sea comes to claim
this crumbling castle,
The walls tumble down
and let in the light,
An ancient call
rings through these hollow halls
I am their ears.
Witness to the past
I know some things last
beyond the tangible,
Circle of stone
Mist calling
I am falling
into the whole.
I long to return
to this crumbling castle,
To live out my days
in this place between the worlds.
© 1998 Oona McOuat
Only This Moment
1. Breathe Into the Heart of This Dance
Written while swimming with wild dolphins….
Exhale dark
Inhale light,
The pain of the world
inside me tonight
And I just breathe into the heart of this dance
the spinning, the winning, the bruising, the losing,
Breathe into the heart of this dance
where the clichés swirl with a feeling of dread…
Is this our last chance?
What is the sound
of a heart as it breaks?
How can I soothe
a soul that aches
If I don’t breathe into the heart of this dance
the spinning, the winning, the bruising, the losing
Breathe into the heart of this dance
where the clichés swirl with a feeling of dread …
Is this our last chance?
You touch me
in places
Deeper than the ocean’s floor,
Beyond words, beyond feelings
You heal me to the core.
Eternity
Rests right here,
It’s the choices we make
that summon fear
So just breathe into the heart of this dance
the spinning, the winning, the bruising, the losing
Breathe into the heart of this dance
where the clichés swirl with a feeling of dread…
is this our last chance?
© 1999 Oona McOuat
2. Of Eternity
We are the mirror
As well as the face in it
We are tasting
The taste this minute
Of Eternity.
We are pain and what cures pain both.
We are the mirror
As well as the face in it
We are tasting the taste this minute
Of Eternity.
Words: Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Music: Corbin Keep
© 1999 Corbin Keep
3. Wash Away
I’ve been waiting a thousand years or more just to find you
Timing is everything they say
Only the truth won’t
wash away.
Hearts don’t lie
but who am I
To presume I know the meaning of all things.
Too moody, impatient
hungering for the pure and ancient,
If I could build a boat I’d float
on this ocean of deep emotion,
And wash away, wash away.
Beneath this world of lines and facts
there is a circle,
Embracing everything
No right or wrong
Deep as the soul’s song.
Hearts don’t lie
but who am I
To presume I know the meaning of all things.
The sky is the sea and the moon is my heart
I’m calling to you ’cross the infinite dark,
I will build a boat and float
on this ocean of deep emotion
And wash away, wash away.
© 1999 Oona McOuat
4. Only This Moment
Shimmering pool of water
Symphony of frogs
Singing to flowers in the moonlight
Warm summer‘s breath is drawn
To touch this beauty
Free from all thought
Unknowing, glowing in mystery’s freedom.
Only this moment
Only this moment
Only this moment
Forever here.
Summer’s end exhaled
Another season, another time
What was held, what we knew then has gone
This longing, this sadness
Welling memories
Give way, allowing, connecting, bursting, present again.
Only this moment
Only this moment
Only this moment
Forever here.
© 1999 Corbin Keep
