I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain, Its ancient tale of being apart or together. As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time: You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. At the heart of time, love of one for another. We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell- Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you The love of all man’s days both past and forever: Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life. The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours – And the songs of every poet past and forever.
Often in our world of mass-produced goods and machine-like cities, we strive for perfection,
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
We never value or even see some things in our lives until we are just about to lose them.
What a kindness she showers upon me, not letting me skip any steps, or leave not even one stone unturned.
All will come again into its strength: the fields undivided, the waters undammed,
to fashion universes out of emptiness
A Sign of Our Times or How the Black Madonna Is Shaking Us Up for the Twenty-First Century
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath—the most sacred of times?
Your life is your life, don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
Sea Stars is the musical collaboration of Kurt Baumann and Katie Gray.
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