5 oct 2011 > 19/10/1 > Sun/Wheel of Fortune/Magician
What does it feel like to stand outside letting the Sun light lay itself All over you?
What does the sound of magic have?
What does the change of seasons smell like?
I share with you this morning a song that blew in on the morning wind. It filled me up and now I’m sure it with you. It will follow me in my brain all day. You know that one right? Thank the Heavens I like it. I followed it with my own poetic endeavor in response.
TURN TURN TURN… BY THE BYRDS
To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)
There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace I swear it’s not to late
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To every season there is a purpose
Everything has a reason under the Heavens
There is as much time as is given
You have time now
It will all change again and then again
The opposites hold you left to right
Up to down the circle goes round and round
You are in and of the Circle of Life
When purpose calls you to your seasons
Be the reason that peace has a chance
It all comes and goes and comes again
You are under the Heavens
Turn to your neighbor with joy
Turn to your enemy with peace
You are the reason under Heaven
You are a child of Infinite wonder
To every season there is a purpose
You have a reason under Heaven
To turn turn turn everything
Into the peace that is our only chance
I swear it’s not too late copyright jeanne adwani
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 