Mid Week Meandering

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A Morning Offering 

 by John O’Donohue 

(1956 – 2008)

I bless the night that nourished my heart
To set the ghosts of longing free
Into the flow and figure of dream
That went to harvest from the dark
Bread for the hunger no one sees.

All that is eternal in me
Welcome the wonder of this day,
The field of brightness it creates
Offering time for each thing
To arise and illuminate.

I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Wave of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.

May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.

May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more
Benedictus - To Bless The Space Between Us  

Viento del Arena - Gipsy Kings
Wind of Sands

 This is only a part translation via a google search and I can't verify it's accuracy.

God, I sing your splendour
You, who are the earth and the fire
The water and the wind.

All the sons of the wind are your sons
All the sons of the wind are brothers
This is why I sing my brothers of the desert
The sons of the sand of the desert.

and for a complete change of tempo and mood, I haven't played this in a long time
-it's one of my favourites.

Recuerdos de la Alhambra
John Greeninger

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