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Last night I went to my nephew Jared’s choral recital. Jared performed last night at the Winter Vocal Concert Program as part of a Middle School Choir. He did so good and I am very proud of him. Both sets of grandparents were there along with his parents (my sister and bro-in-law) and his younger brother Lucas (my date for the evening).
Among the songs performed was “Where Your Barefoot Walks”, a setting by David N. Childs that is composed of three poems by the 13 century Sufi mystic Rumi. The poems can be found in The Soul of Rumi. Listen to this song — amazing. Here’s a link I found on YouTube of another choir performing it.
The words …
I want to be where your barefoot walks:
Because, maybe before you step you’ll look at the ground.
I want that blessing.
I open and fill with love,
I open and fill with love and all other objects evaporate.
All the learning in books stays hid on the shelf.
Poetry, the dear words and images of song,
Comes down over me like water.
This is how I would die. Into the love I have for you.
As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.
Tagged as: david n. childs, poetry, rumi, where your barefoot walks
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lovely, lovely song.
merry christmas, julie.
Hello
It was my choir who sang in the video which you have linked. On behalf of all of us, we’re so glad to have brought a moment of peace to you, and to those with whom you have shared our labor of love. Please enjoy the rest of our videos as well, at http://www.youtube.com/TampaKurt
God bless,
Kurt