COURTYARD LULLABY


Loreena McKennit



Wherein the deep night sky, the stars lie in its embrace
The courtyard still in its sleep, peace comes over your face

"Come to me," it sings, "Hear the pulse of the land
The ocean's rhythms pull to hold your heart in its hand"

And when the wind draws strong across the cypress trees
The nightbirds cease their songs, so gathers memories

Last night you spoke of a dream where forests stretched to the east
And each bird sang its song, a unicorn joined in a feast

And in a corner stood a pomegranate tree
With wild flowers there no mortal eye could see

Yet still some mystery befalls, sure as the cock crows at morn
The world in stillness keeps the secret of babes to be born

Come to me, my love, hear the pulse of the land
The ocean's rhythms pull to hold your heart in its hand

I heard an old voice say, "Don't go far from the land
The seasons have their way no mortal can understand"



(Contributed by =Ae= - June 2013)