Frazer – Seeds (c)

(From Tape Four)

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Here I stand on planet earth,
my home among the stars
Hers is the womb that gave me birth,
Her child is what we are
All lives are lived on her ancient face
as she dances in the void
Timeless the song she sings
in this silent place of life to be enjoyed
All life that forms from her
adds something to her song
Every being has a part,
But the harmony has gone
How quietly our mother
waits for her child to come of age
Open up all gateless gates
your mind is not a cage

Hurry all you people,
your love is what she needs
You know you are her favourite child,
the most precious of her seeds

Hurry all you people,
your love is what she needs
You know you are her favourite child,
the most precious of her seeds

with great inspiration and words by
Buster Nolan Braintree, Talking Trees.

Willow – Poem (c)

(From Tape Four)

Poets, dream weavers, believers,
Holding beauty bestow gifts impossible to avoid
Because they’re yours
Like raindrops to the sea
There is no difference
how can there be
if we are all one,
like teardrops sad at separation from the whole
Yet knowing this is the way it is, now
All can change, all must change,
all will change, it’s the way
So when you look at the stars remember,
remember the beginning if you can,
And anyway its the only way anything is ever created,
So that’s who we are, stars,
Shining still, yet broken like sand, countless parts,
Each itself, perfect.

Beautiful Day by Jesterdream at Small World May 2011

She’s Bright Tonight by Tegwyn

(From Tape Three)

Tegwyn, Fraggle, Chrissy, Sara, Laura, Jenny
They’ll be arms to soothe you
voices that hold you
Smiles to wake you in the morning
Light that wakes you in the morning
Light our lives with love in the morning
And moon
That big old yellow moon
She’s bright tonight
She’s bright tonight

Dinner Spell by Laura Sky

changing times
twighlight
stirring times turn
so the merry fire burns
fill the cauldron pot anew
with a fine green magic stew
stir thrice three times widdershins
so the dinner spell begins
add more leaves, brew it up
fill from cauldron each their cup
food to feed the gathering throng
inspiration food and song

Things they keep changing  by  Kerry

(From Tape Three)

When I was a young girl
I grew without fear
Now I’m a mother in my prime
Growing wise with the years.

I once loved a young man
and there’s been many more
But I am yet to find the one
Who will reach to my core

chorus:
And things they keep changing
Its true we all know.
The seasons turn with every breath
And the waters still flow

So I chose a life of travel
Ever seeking my path
I’ve found there’s joy in sharing pain
Strength in tears and love when we laugh

Now my life moves in circles
Friends and places go by
There always comes a time to move on
So the spirit won’t die

And things they keep changing..
I’ll play this one more time with you
And then I must go

For our love it keeps growing
Ever drawing us on
We learn to live in everyday
For soon this world will be gone

Pray our souls are worth saving
Wake up and open your eyes
If humanity is still to be
Then millions must die

And things…
The summers burn the waters dry
And the winters don’t snow

Who feels safe in a city?
Who can breathe by a road?
The Earth is blackened like our hearts
With our toxic overload

And the trees they are falling
They’re cutting them down
We always knew this time would come
So what happens now?

Well things…
Yet it’s still the sun and moon
That brings life to all things that grow

Well the world she keeps moving
She still goes around
No matter what is due to come
We’re right here and now

When I was a young girl
I grew without fear
And now my children learn the ways of a life
That’s been lost over years

And things they keep changing
…the seasons turn…
…the summers burn…
I’ll play here one more time with you
And then I must go

Spring ’97, inspired after Fairmile

Roots  by Alex

Got to get back to our roots
Start putting up some new shoots
Can’t keep up this frantic pace
Genetic engineering, the human race
Only nature can create
New species, and keep a balance;
Billions of years of evolution
To form this universal dance
And in our thankless arrogance
We’ve started to mutate

Got to get back to our roots
Start putting up new shoots
It’s time we all took stock
Before we all die of toxic shock
Too many chemicals, toxins, nitrates
What a radioactive waste
Of this unique creation
Humanity’s great at exploitation

Got to get back to our roots
Start putting up new shoots
The damage done ain’t superficial
Not only our intelligence is artificial
And you can’t run, can’t hide
Behind it TV, virtual reality
Because it’s still outside
And can you feel inside your system

I Will Never Rest  by Theo And Shannon

(From Tape Three)

I swear by the lake on the mountain
I swear by blood thats red
I swear on the cool midnight air
and i swear on my childs head

that I will never rest
until all oppression is ended
and I will never rest
Until all oppression is dead

I swear to the tigers and the forests
I swear to the whales and the seas
I swear on the life giving living earth
with all the passion in me

that I will never rest
until all oppression is ended
and I will never rest
Until all oppression is dead

I swear to the tribes of all nations
I swear to every race
I swear on the hope of every human heart
that I have the courage it takes

and I will never rest
until all oppression is ended
and I will never rest
Until all oppression is dead

I swear to the people with power
that I have power too
power to stand and to defend our land
with love with compassion with truth

and I will never rest
until all oppression is ended
and I will never rest
Until all oppression is dead

Children of this Tree  by Josh

We are the children of this tree
huddled together within its arms
hiding for shelter beneath its leaves

Our brothers and sisters sit locked up in cells
arrested and beateh for singing and shouting
outside of the jail where our friend is being held

The trees give us apples and damsons and pears
there are mushrooms to eat, there are brambles and plums
there is wood for the fire, to keep us warm

The bailiffs are ready, preparing to come
the men with the chainsaws awaiting their turn
hard hats guard diggers behind metal walls

We are the children of these woods
They have sheltered and nurtured us these four months
their great gentle power is the source of our strength

It could be tomorrow or any day soon
the death men will come with police at their side
and we will defend our home