Winter weather, frost, grey sky,
See white geese and silver stars.
Two cooing doves with collars red,
Are watching out for seeded bread.
From the sun, low in the sky,
Light falls slantwise to my eyes.
Trees bud, though invisibly,
Nothing that our eyes can see.
Bulbs shoot up from dark cold soil
Where worms and beetles quietly toil.
We take for granted air and sky,
Love the birds we see fly by.
But who can love the worms and slugs
And those creatures we call bugs?
So in our dark cold winter time,
Praise these creatures in the grime.
Without these worms, our crops would die.
No cornfields for us to lie,
Amidst the poppies’ wild red blooms.
So we forget all winter’s gloom
Praise the snails and bees and ants
For these and spiders, let’s give thanks.
As the lightness needs the dark,
From darkness come life-giving sparks.
Enrich darkness with our gifts.
Look not always to the swift.
Slow and patient like these worms,
Nature’s lowness is my theme
The tree is stretching upwards to the sun
Soon its fruiting year will have begun
In the dark the branches disappear
All is mixed up, nothing is now clear
Little creatures wander seeking food
They have no manners yet they’re never rude
In the sun the branches look quite red
Yet in the . winter rain they looked near dead
Hope can spring up like the holy sap
Bring life again and cross the fearsome gap.
With our courage let us walk ahead
Until the sacred river and our bed
In the quiet blue hour before the dawn
The birds wake up and sing in this new morn
Cold from storming rain and full of mud
The river Lea in winter turns to flood
Across the Abbey Meadows rings the bell
Brings back the ghosts, bring back the holy spell
King Harald lost his crown and all his land
The Norman Vikings, men with bloody hands
How sad it is to see dried river beds
The clouds no longer weep my love is dead
The water does not flow, there is no breeze
The leaves have fallen from the summer trees
Many lonely people
living in one street
Can they get together nie
why don’t they all meet
Noone likes to bare their soul
Others may attack
But if you need more people
You must show us lack.
You are feeling empty
Hollow in your heart
Nobody may notice
You must make a start
Grab your courage strongly
Love is on your chart
Do not wander wildly
Still your gentle heart
The sun shines on the river and it gleams
Sparkling water,bouncing golden beams
Two ducks float without much will or hope
Let them find it some pleasure as they mope
I wish I were a wild wild goose
And I could fly and seek
Looking for my lost lost love .
With eyes that cannot weep.
What is my life when I love none
And noone loveth me
When all are fled when all are gone
Take me to the sea
I saw the hills I saw the lakes
I saw the mighty ocean
What is beauty what is joy
When my true love is broken
I peck my breast I shed my blood
The pure white goose would die
Take me to the cold. cold earth
Under a cruel white sky