Shepherd's Song

A flower in winter
the sun in the grey
you light up the glen
when you're coming this way
at the back of the flock
with a staff in your hand
I've never seen anything
nearly as grand

And you with a lamb
tucked under your arm
could any man say
he has seen greater charm
I speak from my heart
lass I truly confess
with your every stride
My life you do bless

Leaving the heather
leaving the hills
the whispering woods
that winter fills
back to concrete
glass and steel
people who frown
and don't seem to feel
so stay no longer
than I need
home again soon
my path will lead

She doesn't feel her Angels
that was what  she said
but I saw her aura flaming
fiercely  all around her head
telling how she saved our friend
when he was down so  low
she might not see them lately
but I saw this angel glow

That's what her mother would say
she just celebrates  different
and  my appearance gave me away
well I'm not really heaven sent!
To cool music, my friend succumbs
pentacle of silver she does wear
beats a song from her african drums
so wonderful to share
a harper too, well she has one
sounds so pure and fresh
a ****** to learn and keep in tune
I'd just get in a hopeless mess
training  me to the spiritual
she really opens up my eyes
auras, circles and mirrors
the wonders in the skies
impulsive I am not at all
I'm quiet, and I calculate
but slowly coming out of my shell
with the help of my best mate
sat in the kitchen by her hearth
well, by her great big oven
the pastor and his gentle flock
must think I've joined a coven ;o)

The sun and moon rise together
The morning's herald crows and claps his wings
He would have you know
that goats climb the cliffs of rock and promontories
even when they are as wet as fresh dug graves
He would tell you that the weak and worn of heart
Cannot abide long the ire of north-winds
And blow like leaves before her wreak

Sitting dreaming, mind locked shut
looking into her dark mist
forgetting the living
only the vague dead
flit through her gaze
I am her son
then her husband
she has to go home
to feed her dog
cries with the worry
then a moments sunlight
"Are you new?
You are a lovely wee boy,
you are an Angel!"
No, I am just a cleaner,
I just like to talk to you
that is all I can do

Under leaves you sat and dreamed
feeling summer's warm caress
no shadow was upon you
no stain or doubt
but you tarried over long
beneath the vault of green
waiting until autumn's leaves
covered the forest floor
Now under leaves you sleep
but you dream no more

My sweet come sleep in the evening sun
now all day's labours and trials are done
lay till the sun fades from the sky
and silver moonlight touches your eyes
bringing dreams of love and mystery
past lives and ancient history
dream of a love that is pure and true
while I sit watching over you

Robert of Callander

Robert of Callander
the time it has come
for you to take flight
but where will you run..
~*~
"Come south" breathes the southern breeze
soft whispers in the trembling trees
"whatever are your deeds and crimes
take refuge in my warmer climes"

The east wind countered with a gust
"my way will save you come you must
bear my cold and feel my blast
and I will hide you till the last"

The west wind from the ocean blew
"come out to me my word is true
and out amongst the rocky isles
I'll hide your guilt and life so vile.."

The Northern Wind did ponder long
then gave it's thoughtful blast of song
"Journey to my mountains dread
your crimes has left so many dead"

"my welcome here of stone and cold
lost soul in my srong hand I'll hold
the time for you to pay is nigh
head north into my hills so high"

And north Black Robert chose to go
with tense remorse and full of woe
up into heather wind and rain
never was he seen again

But on the ***** of steep Ben Loyal
you'll find a hidden rocky mound
to reach it takes some sweat and toil
and there Black Robert may be found

We saw your ship  founder
we heard your last call
we paused as she sang
and we saw her  head fall
her words steer our wings
and her songs we still sing
crying to her as we circle above
the wind in our wings remembers your love

Vincent the mighty is on his Mum's lap
like a ****** great whale that is having a nap
he's as big as a bus as you all can see
and weighs twice as much as a giant oak tree
he sniffed out my cake for a bite he is pushing
all hail the world's cuddliest hungriest cushion

I thought of  you out
in the cold woods tonight
the clouds hid us all from
the silver moonlight
we saw the white flowers
and we felt the sweet air
met with nights powers
with a feeling so fair
did you think as you stood
in the silver and grey
we were standing beside you
an ocean away

Hush My Sweet

Hush my sweet lie still under my cloak
your wounds are grave and deep
not destined to whiten and scar
but I will help you do not weep
lie like a child by your own dead brother
forget the blood and hurt and pain
then I will send you back to the Mother
one more cut with love you will be whole again

My joy is worn thin as are my fine clothes
I still recall their colour
like the scent of sweet days
A dove might fly to a white house
but what flies to grey and grim
Forgive me if too long I lingered
where the swan glides and poets dream
I would awake and seek a weaver of cloth and words
and the house that remembers warm and kind
but the stones and walls
were broken in the clamours of the earth
and the loom lies stilled

When I stand before wild waters
in the early morning sun
I imagine your reflection
and what we could become
if the wind beats hard against me
if I feel the thunder roar
I will not flinch nor turn away
my resolution all the more
no lies or fears no doubts of man
will live beneath your gaze
sweet power of life eternal
until the ending of our days

How far do you have to fall to hide from all this world of pain
down into grieving souls our tears confusing mist
you  struggle with the days and nights where storms of anguish reign
and waver on the edge of choice just trying to  exist

who hears me
who sees me
fear nears me
set me free

Where can you run and who can you tell in this our selfish world
battered by emotion and dread the sadness hammered in
so hard to raise the passion to fly flags of love unfurled
when so much despair is still held inside can you ever win

you must believe
the light you weave
know if you leave
we fade and grieve

Thrown down from the castle
built inside your dreams
hiding in the forest wild
no way back for you it seems
but in the depths I see a glow
it will reach out to where you lie
only those who care will know
only they will help you  try
feel the power of night skies
start to fly and break your ties

My joy is worn thin as are my fine clothes
I still recall their colour
like the scent of sweet days
A dove might fly to a white house
but what flies to grey and grim
Forgive me if too long I lingered
where the swan glides and poets dream
I would awake and seek a weaver of cloth and words
and the house that remembers warm and kind
but the stones and walls
were broken in the clamours of the earth
and the loom lies stilled

"over here, " they said,
"what evil must lurk  
down deep, that cold
vile hate does show
once more,
with  that boys hurt body
that **** tore...
When will they come
with rope, with fire
**** evil dire?"
Ever man's need
**** dark hate seed
god's true deed..

One arm for me to lean on
giving strength for when I weaken
one hand that holds me fast
when I'm feeling broken
one finger prowing to my soul
like a whole book spoken
for all the love and kindness
these lines are my wee token

We walked through the grass like two ships in the tide
our hearts were laid open we both saw inside
Time slowed right down we had nowhere to go
except to each other's soul just to feel the love flow


In my heart
and in my mind
look on in
and you will find
for what you'll see
only joy
that comes to me
when you look
when you speak
when you smile
you set me free

We both headed home as the sun headed down
back to our homes in the quiet old town
I think that tomorrow We'll come here once more
We might not have money but with your love I'm never poor

In my heart
and in my mind
look on in
and you will find
for what you'll see
only joy
that comes to me
when you look
when you speak
when you smile
you set me free

Drink out of my eyes like a humming bird from a bloom
rage against the skies fight to the end against your doom
blind the stars if their light wont guide your way
drag the sun into the night if you need to make it day
tear open the hollow hills to set your spirit free
when all is done your battles won then would you cleave to me