Our Lady Peace
By: Mark Van Doren
How far is it to peace, the piper sighed,
The solitary, sweating as he paused.
Asphalt the noon; the ravens, terrified,
Fled carrion thunder that percussion caused.
The envelope of earth was powder loud;
The taut wings shivered, driven at the sun.
The piper put his pipe away and bowed.
Not here, he said. I hunt the love-cool one,
The dancer with the clipped hair. Where is she?
We shook our heads, parting for him to pass.
Our lady was of no such trim degree,
And none of us had seen her face, alas.
She was the very ridges that we must scale,
Securing the rough top. And how she smiled
Was how our strength would issue. Not to fail
Was having her, gigantic, undefiled,
For homely goddess, big as the world that burned,
Grandmother and taskmistress, frild and town.
We let the stranger go; but when we turned
Our lady lived, fierce in each other's frown.
The solitary, sweating as he paused.
Asphalt the noon; the ravens, terrified,
Fled carrion thunder that percussion caused.
The envelope of earth was powder loud;
The taut wings shivered, driven at the sun.
The piper put his pipe away and bowed.
Not here, he said. I hunt the love-cool one,
The dancer with the clipped hair. Where is she?
We shook our heads, parting for him to pass.
Our lady was of no such trim degree,
And none of us had seen her face, alas.
She was the very ridges that we must scale,
Securing the rough top. And how she smiled
Was how our strength would issue. Not to fail
Was having her, gigantic, undefiled,
For homely goddess, big as the world that burned,
Grandmother and taskmistress, frild and town.
We let the stranger go; but when we turned
Our lady lived, fierce in each other's frown.
MMMM...Raine Maida.... Gorgeous and talented.... Our Lady Peace; my all time favourite band derived it's name from the above poem. The man above has released many albums all of which are sheer poetry of themselves... take for example the lyrics from "Will Someday Change" a song of their new album that was released just last week:
You say that love is a disease, restless in it's company
Like a river to the sea is where you run
You say that all the birds have flown, the heart, the mind
All of it's own, but there is comfort in the temporary
All that you know, All that you've saved
All that you know, will someday change
Light will lead us all like comets
Spirits travelling free
When I was a teenager I used to live to buy CD's. My collection was huge and I prided myself on it. Now with itunes I rarely buy a CD but there are a few artists that I feel obligated to buy. Matchbox 20, the Backstreet Boys (YES, the backstreet boys!), Michael Jackson and of course Our Lady Peace.
Will Someday Change
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