This is my own personal Song of Songs, Shir ha-shirim, a playful attempt that I pass along to my own children on the central importance of love in life. It is almost entirely a mashup of other songs, as the original Song of Songs may have been, with an original blessing in the first and last paragraphs. My grandmother taught me to cook. The most important ingredient, she explained is love.
Prologue by England Dan and John Ford Coley
Name your price
A ticket to paradise
I can’t stay here any more
I’ve been from shore to shore to shore
If there’s a shortcut I’d have found it
But there’s no easy way around it
Light of the world, shine on me, Love is the answer
Shine on us all, set us free, Love is the answer
Chapter 1
The beginning, The young woman (from Song of Songs)
My dove in the clefts of the rock, hidden by the cliff
Let me see who you are, let me hear your voice…
Isn’t she lovely (Stevie Wonder) Isn’t she wonderful,
Isn’t she precious, only one minute old,
I can’t believe what G!d has done, through us G!d’s given life to one
Isn’t she lovely made of love
Your eyes are like doves, I gaze to see…
The world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wildflower
To hold infinity in the palm of your hand, eternity in an hour ((William Blake)
When I look at you my child I vow to tray and keep you safe
I pray that G!d will be with you always
May G!d bless you and keep you, May G!d face you and grace you.
My the light of G!d shine down upon you little girl,
May you be blessed with wholeness with peace. (Wolfson from Priestly benediction)
Chapter 2 The Young Man
Yesterday a child came out to wonder(Joni Mitchel)
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder, and tearful at the falling of a star
And the seasons they go round and round, and the painted ponies go up and down
We’re captive on a carousel of time
We can’t return, we can only look behind to where we’ve been
And go round and round and round in the circle game…
Dreams become the glue that bind the universe,
they can help you know the difference between the blessing and the curse (R’ Joe Black)
So now years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There’ll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
Chapter 3, First Love
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, that you neither awaken nor arouse the love until it is ripe (song of songs)
But tell me of your dreams my love that I might know your heart
Dreams of the young man Julia and Ira Levin, Child in Space
We’re all atoms dancing face to face
And the bond that we can see between us
Keeps us in this place
While the left hand wrestles with the right =
Belly goes hungry, eyes shut tight
If I should reach across the great divide
Our tears will become nourishment and heal us from inside
And the darkness will fade
Chapter 4 Take me with you, let us run together
– Dreams of the Young Woman
Merger Poem by Judy Chicago
And then all that has divided us will merge
And the compassion will be wedded to power
And the softness will come to a world that is harsh and unking
And then both men and women will be gentle
And then both women and men will be strong
And then no person will be subject to another’s will
And then all will be rich and free and varied
And then the greed of some will give way to the needs of many
And then all will share equally in the Earth’s abundance
And then all will care for the sick and the weak and the old
And then all will nourish the young
And then all will cherish life’s creatures
And then everywhere will be called Eden once again
Epilogue
What’s love got to do with it? What’s love but a sweet old fashioned notion? (Tina Turner)
In answer:
As I grow old, I know I am blessed
to walk among the hills and the lilies,
surrounded by light of life and family and love.
This love and this light is beautiful, and endless, intense and unfathomable.
And I know the journey has been filled with enough goodness to uplift my soul
and the spaces between us have been alive with the Presence.
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