Sunday, April 9, 2006

Logan's Song

Tonight I played "Logan's Song" in memory of Nova, the little boy of Erin of Poetic Acceptance. Nova died several days ago after many medical complications. "Logan's Song" was written for another little boy who died before he ever really had a chance to live.

Please, keep Erin and her family in your prayers. I don't know her any more than I know any of you, but as often happens in the blogosphere, we often become involved in the lives of others just by reading about and commenting on their lives, their joys, their daily struggles. And this family has had more than their share of suffering lately.

Here are the lyrics to the song. I wrote them many years ago. They're rather cliche'-ridden and include a preposition at the end of a sentence (horrors!), and I'm a little nervous about displaying them here, but oh well. They are what they are. I wrote the music many years ago, too, which you can find here (sans words), if you have time to wait for it to download (about 4 minutes, give or take a minute). The recording itself is about four and a half minutes long.

LOGAN'S SONG by Waterfall

Come into my world, I said
Created here for me
Take my bright and tiny thread and weave your tapestry
Let me bring to you my hope
Let me make you smile
Share with you the newborn spirit of the child

You did for me these things
And you did even more
Allowed me to experience the joy of life
To know that I am beautiful
To know that I am loved
You gave me security you'd been dreaming of

I played among the autumn leaves
The color of my hair
Reflecting in the sunlight, see the rainbow there
And in the dawn of morning
I heard the music ring
Beholding all the while the wonder life can bring

To know that I am beautiful
To know that I am loved
You gave me security you'd been dreaming of
And now I've brought you joy
I long to give you peace
And let you know the love that you have give me

Come into my world I said
Created here for me
Take my bright and tiny thread and weave your tapestry
And though my thread has ended
Yours continues on
I seek my tiny life in yours, reflecting like the morning sun

So till you hold me in your arms again
Or clasp my tiny hand
I wish you could know all the life you have within
And now I've brought you joy
I long to give you peace
And let you know the love that you have give me.


Rest in peace, Nova.

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