Wesak Moon: “Spirit Voices” a Song for the Wesak shared from Oregon

Tammy shares a song for the Wesak…

Artist: Darragh Hodges

As I continue in ceremony, I prepare and look forward to offer a gift and service to All ~with you~ tomorrow on May 8, 2020!

I would like to share my song for the day… from “Rhythm of the Saints”  “Spirit Voices”

~ Tammy, 13 Jaguar/IX

Tammy – Thank you for sharing your love from Oregon and for holding a Sacred Place in Spirit! 
(The lyrics are included with the video.)


“Spirit Voices” by Paul Simon

We sailed up a river wide as a sea

And slept on the banks On the leaves of a banyan tree

And all of these spirit voices rule the night

Some stories are magical, meant to be sung

Songs from the mouth of the river When the world was young

And all of these spirit voices rule the night

By moon  We walk To the brujo’s door Along a path of river stone

Women with their nursing children Seated on the floor

We join the fevers And the broken bones

The candlelight flickers The falcon calls

A lime-green lizard scuttles down the cabin wall

And all of these spirit voices…

Sing rainwater, sea water River water, holy water

Wrap this child in mercy â?? heal her

Heaven’s only daughter

All of these spirit voices rule the night

My hands are numb My feet were lead I drank a cup of herbal brew

The sweetness in the air Combined with the lightness in my head

And I heard the jungle breathing in the bamboo

Saudocoes — Greetings!

Da licenca um momento — Excuse me, one moment

Te lembro — I remind you

Que amanha — That tomorrow

Sera tudo ou sera naoa — It will be all or it will be nothing

Depende coracao — It depends, heart

Sera breve ou sera grande — It will be brief or it will be great

Depende da paixao — It depends on the passion

Sera sujo, sera sonho — It will be dirty, it will be a dream

Cuidado, coracao — Be careful, heart

Sera util, sera tarde — It will be useful, it will be late

Se esmera, coracao — Do your best, heart

E confia — And have trust

Na forca do amanha — In the power of tomorrow

Lord of the earthquake My trembling bed

The spider resumes the rhythm Of his golden tread

And all of these spirit voices rule the night

~ Paul Simon

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