Waiting is on the “Ode on a Grecian Urn” albums  (I and II) You can also buy the mp3 at the “store” on this site.  Thanks for your support!

SERENE, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate,
For, lo! my own shall come to me.

I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.

Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.

What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.

The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height;
So flows the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.

The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.

I’m already working on Ode to a Nightingale and some other great poems.

Thanks for checking it out!

John Burroughs

I’m still working on the final version of John Burroughs poem “Waiting.” So far there is guitar and three voices  a la Crosby, Stills and Nash or so I’ve been told! Yet I thought that was a great compliment!

This poem interested me in that I feel Burroughs has connected with an eternal truth which is in essence:  what is mine shall come to me.  In it he seems to say accept who you are and from that acceptance your life will unfold as it should and all that is required will come in it’s perfect time.  He points toward the natural synchronicity of nature and life and the co-ordination of the inner and outer expressions of life.

Burroughs was a nature enthusiast and writer along the lines of Thoreau, Emerson and Whitman.

In the words of his biographer Edward Renehan, Burroughs’s special identity was less that of a scientific naturalist than that of  “a literary naturalist with a duty to record his own unique perceptions of the natural world.” (from Wikipedia)

It is a great honor and joy to conect with these great writers through music. I hope I serve the ideas they brought to light in a way that enhances and enlivens the written words.

Here’s the poem.  Waiting by John Burroughs

John Burroughs Association

Songs of mine that are related to these ideas:  From the Morning Sun CD: Morning Sun,  Love’s Song from the Forest, Love Only Comes. From the SINGular mOMent CD:  Butterfly

The lulu edition of MOrning Sun has an axtra bonus track:  “Rumors from an Aeolian Harp” by Henry David Thoreau. Check it out!