Heart Cave
Celebrating the release of my new album Light Breaks out now!
"I give thanks for arriving safely in a new dawn, For the gift of eyes to see the world, the gift of mind to feel at home in my life, The waves of possibility Breaking on the shore of dawn, The harvest of the past that awaits my hunger, And all the furtherings this new day will bring" -
- John O'Donohue
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep heartfelt, inward joy
that closely clings; And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie Lessons of love and piety.
So let it be; and if the wide world rings in mock of this belief, it brings Nor fear nor grief, nor vain
perplexity. So I will build my altar in the fields, and the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God! and thou shall not despise Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice.
To Nature, Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Make me thy lyre, ev'n as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own!
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone
Sweet though in sadness. be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! be thou me impetuous one!
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe, like withered leaves, to quicken a new birth;
And by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguishe'd hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Be through my lips to unawaken'd earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O wind, If winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
excerpt from Ode to the West Wind, Shelley
B.M.
Dark things open my eyes, raise my hand, knot my fingers.
They are close and far away, beyond nine hills
in a hidden refuge.
Night is their kingdom, and this day, just breaking, is their cloak of light.
No force can cancel them, untangle them, explain them.
They stay where they are,
in our chests,
murmuring in our hearts.
Dark Things, Novica Tadic translated from Serbian by Charles Simic
"... You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or might or pain can reach you.
"Your love was like the dawn brightening over our lives Awakening beneath the dark A further adventure of colour. The sound of your voice Found for us a new music That brightened everything. Whatever you enfolded in your gaze Quickened in the joy of its being; You placed smiles like flowers On the altar of the heart. Your mind always sparkled With wonder at things..." Now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath, As close to us as we are to ourselves."
excerpt from An All Souls Day Poem by, John O' Donohue
"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. The mind that responds to the intellectual and spiritual values that lie hidden in a poem, a painting, or a piece of music, discovers a spiritual vitality that lifts it above itself, takes it out of itself, and makes it present to itself on a level of being that it did not know it could ever achieve."
-Thomas Merton, No Man is an Island
Moon Shadow #2 H.C.Love
Shiva Om Namah Shivaya Om
This laboring of ours with all that remains undone, as if still bound to it, is like the lumbering gate of the swan.
And then our dying - releasing ourselves from the very ground on which we stood -
is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself
into the water. it gently receives him and gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
as wave follows wave, while he, now wholly serene and sure, with regal composure,
allows himself to glide.
- Joanna Macy, A Year with Rilke
Bird of Passage H.C.Love
And in lifes noisiest hour, there whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The hearts Self Solace and soliloquy. You mould my hopes you fashion me within;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulses beat;
You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
On rippling Stream, or cloud reflecting Lake.
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you, How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.
The Presence of Love, By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Whispers at Dawn
