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InteGRATion into
GRATeFULLness
Singing&Sounding keeps me Sound
Morning has broken like the first morning
and
another song, which expresses the closeness between "God" and human
"Here I am"
by John Denver
lyrics:
Eleanor Farjeon |
[waits for Immanuel's accompaniment with his guitar - like 30 years ago] |
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
See
my painting to this song, "dictated" by Mika on Nov. 9, 2010...
Here
I am closing my eyes again Trying so hard not to see All the things that I see Almost willing to lie again I swear that it just isn't so It just isn't me. We are never alone Even though we'd like to be. Then I go and open my eyes again Love in your eyes is the thing That I'd most like to see I'd be willing to die again To know of a place and a time where it always could be. To be always with you And you always with me |
Say
a prayer and open your heart again You are the love and the life That we all need to see Always willing to shine and then Peace on this earth is the way That it always can be To be always with you And you always with me This is my autograph Here in the songs that I sing Here in my cry and my laugh Here in the love that I bring. To be always with you And you always with me |
2010 - Mika's and My Heaven-on-Earth
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Heaven-on-Earth
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Shabbat-Morning, October 30, 2010
We are allowed to walk to our
"Olive-Tree" in the center of the small round mound,
the Kikkar-Agur (Piazza of the Crane),
at the junction of the main street and our Sella-Street.
For many hot months this
was too difficult to do, but on this day there was another difficulty:
rain was imminent .
We took the gigantic umbrella, which Abba had brought from some Asian country,
and soon enough we had to open it, and to even run to the tree, so as to lean
against its trunk, with the umbrella over us.
When the rain stopped, we had again great joy with our tree and the fork of
the trunk, in which Mika could sit and create.
Continuation of Mika's
"Heaven-on-Earth" in October 2010 - in SongGame
July 7 , 2007 |