Friday, October 13, 2006

Lullaby



Come close, my child, hush now...and I will sing you a quiet song…

Why do the willows weep?
Siri la, siri lai…

Why do the foxes leap?
Siri la, siri lai…

Why do the clouds float by?
Siri la, siri lai…

And why do we all ask “why?”
Siri la, siri lai...siri la, siri lai...siri lai


Willow photo by Gail Nadeau. Used with permission.

8 Comments:

Blogger Michelle Gregory said...

L.L. - Thought I'd stop by your blog and leave a comment. I'm looking forward to reading more here.

Michelle

3:51 PM  
Blogger Tony Myles said...

Very cool.

6:50 PM  
Blogger Haddock said...

Great picture of a weeping willow and a nice lullaby :)

12:28 AM  
Blogger Ted Gossard said...

The older I get the more I like trees. And those willow trees bring back memories of my childhood days in Ohio. Fascinating stuff; God's creation.

12:22 AM  
Blogger Ted Gossard said...

...and nice poem.

12:23 AM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

Thanks, all for your encouragements...

and, Ted, I do wonder what it is about aging that has drawn you more to trees... perhaps the memories... or something else?

4:03 PM  
Blogger Ted Gossard said...

L.L.

I guess you can call turning fifty aging (now 50 and a half) :)

I think it's just the appreciation more and more for the simple, yet wondrous "little" things God has put on our pathways through creation. I greatly enjoyed living on the rolling prairies of Alberta, where the only trees in much of the land were, for the most part confined to the towns. It had a unique beauty all its own, that I learned to appreciate and then love. But getting back to Ohio, I was thankful again, to see trees everywhere. And now, having gotten older its just more and more a growing appreciation and love of the same. I think, surely, this will go on through all eternity, i.e., never end.

6:16 AM  
Blogger The GateKeeper said...

Sweet, sweet. I feel very mellow and peacefull.

3:32 PM  

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