HOPE IN THE HAY

I don't want to overthink things - in fact, I want to learn how to keep it all very simple. When it comes to poetry and song-writing, I seem to subvert that a lot. You might have noticed that I go deep and cryptic often.

Nothing wrong with that! But today, I just felt like keeping it simple. Really,  Away-in-a-Manger type simple. This then, I might think about turning into a bit more of an ensemble piece - maybe for a small choir, maybe for woodwind, maybe for both, or maybe just for fun, capturing that warmth. Plus there's something so delightful about simplicity in a complicated world of darkness. It feels like what I need. And maybe I'm not alone.

I'll let you know when it has a tune, and maybe another verse...


Hope in the Hay

I wonder why the angels sing
So clearly through the night
I wonder why the farmhands keep
Their faces out of sight
I wonder why the wise men come
a-trailing from the East
The greatest and the highest
Always drawn towards the least

I wonder why the starlight falls
So sweetly through the wood
I wonder why this splintered world
Is blessed with heaven's good
I wonder why my heart is drawn
To Bethlehem today
I wonder why this love is born
As hope within the hay

O hope, where the darkness is
Cast out by light
O hope, where the world needs
This beautiful night
O hope, where the love sings
And fear melts away
And all of my wondering
is hope in the hay