IL CORNUTO
The horned king stands tall
I am the hunter
I am the hunt
I am the hunted
I am nothing
I am all
I am everything you ever wanted
I am forest
I am green
I am all that is
And all that has been
I am all that is to come
I am present past and future
I am one
Standing proud in light and shade
Standing proud in forest glade
The horned king smiles and cries
The horned king never lives, never dies
Aeons pass and time stands still
The horned king is pure will
I am the walker
I am the way
I am coldest midnight
And scorching midday
I am the dancer
I am the dance
I am your first and only chance
Standing proud in day and light
Standing proud in moon and night
The horned king is both many and one
The horned kings magic is always done
Horned kings eyes are closed yet see
Horned king smiles on you and me.
Shamanic poetry from multicultural global community-focused, musician and anthropologist, dreamer and writer, mycologist, drum-maker, thrice cursed.
Friday, 18 May 2007
lament
LAMENT
There was a silhouette in starlight
Despairing lover crying to the night
The night, cold uncaring, listens not
The stars they see his pain is all he’s got
Oh lover, you who lament
I hear your sad cries
I alone listen in the dark’ned skies
For I too have loved and my love was scorned
Let you future lovers take heed, be warned
Love listens not to who cares who tries,
Love listens only to the fiery eyes
Love lives both in the wind and the rain
Tis love that is cause of all of my pain
Love is most there in the sea and the sand
Love is the master of all of the land
Love exists high in the mountains above
Tis true all our problems come down to love.
There was a silhouette in starlight
Despairing lover crying to the night
The night, cold uncaring, listens not
The stars they see his pain is all he’s got
Oh lover, you who lament
I hear your sad cries
I alone listen in the dark’ned skies
For I too have loved and my love was scorned
Let you future lovers take heed, be warned
Love listens not to who cares who tries,
Love listens only to the fiery eyes
Love lives both in the wind and the rain
Tis love that is cause of all of my pain
Love is most there in the sea and the sand
Love is the master of all of the land
Love exists high in the mountains above
Tis true all our problems come down to love.
the strange lady of the hills
The strange lady of the hills
up there on the mount where she dwells
up there with her dogs, her love
the wind
the wind howls
she hears it howl
it fills her
it carries her
she dances on it
round, round she spins
dancing wind
howling wind
howling dogs
dance with her
bracken hair
raven eyes
sunken cheeks
she smiles
howling with the wind
up there on the mount where she dwells
up there with her dogs, her love
the wind
the wind howls
she hears it howl
it fills her
it carries her
she dances on it
round, round she spins
dancing wind
howling wind
howling dogs
dance with her
bracken hair
raven eyes
sunken cheeks
she smiles
howling with the wind
Three letters
Three letters
Maybe in Arabic
Carved in stone
Written in rock
Multiplying, intensifying, amazing
Out of here
If I were to tell you that
in another place
in another time
we are lovers
together, together, together
Maybe in Arabic
Carved in stone
Written in rock
Multiplying, intensifying, amazing
Out of here
If I were to tell you that
in another place
in another time
we are lovers
together, together, together
Feed the fire
Feed the fire
Burn, burn, burn
Burn brightly brother, burn brightly
Feed the fire
What will you be?
Twig,? Leaf? Log? A whole tree?
Dancing flames
Burning life
There is much to burn, so much to burn
Dancing flames, treat him well
May he rest under your spell
May he journey by your side
May he always walk with pride
Grandfather fire
There from the start
You guide us and burn in our heart
Burn, burn, burn
Burn brightly brother, burn brightly
Feed the fire
What will you be?
Twig,? Leaf? Log? A whole tree?
Dancing flames
Burning life
There is much to burn, so much to burn
Dancing flames, treat him well
May he rest under your spell
May he journey by your side
May he always walk with pride
Grandfather fire
There from the start
You guide us and burn in our heart
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