from a distance, it torments to watch your pain
let God comfort you, you did not live your life in vain
if not for you, we couldn’t find the door
to the future now our present from before
couldn’t even see the floor
we’d be thrown askew
if not for you
if not for you
our sky would fall
rain would gather too
without your care
burdens to bear
we’d be lost
at great cost
if not for you
from a distance, mother be in harmony bliss
let peace and rest reign for the time at hand
hear the voice of hope, hear the voice of peace
hear the voice of God of everyman
from a distance, we all have enough
you’ve done your part, you’ve farmed the seed
you did swell, no longer need to wrestle and be tough
no more hungry mouths to feed
God is watching us, God is watching us
God is watching us from a distance
it’s the hope of hopes, it’s the love of loves
this is a song from thine four births
be at peace mother
you did your best
now let us love you back and caress your rest
September 13th, 2006 at 3:40 am
Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother’s arms,
one last hold and then it’s over.
Watching me, you know I cry,
you wave a kiss to say goodbye,
Feel the sky fall down upon me
All I am,
a child with promises
All I have
are miles full of promises of home.
If only I could stay with you,
my train moves on, you’re gone from view,
Now I must wait until it’s over.
Days will pass, your words to me,
it seems so long; eternity,
but I must wait until it’s over.
(c) R. Ryan & Eithne Ní Bhraonáin (Enya)
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I felt very sad when I heard about Grandma Alice’s plight. Sending lots of kind thoughts and white light to all.
Love from your niece Cindy