The Beloved Trilogy - Digital Download
The Beloved Trilogy - Digital Download
The Beloved Trilogy
1. My Beloved
2. The Two Trees
3. Wild Nights!
The Story of The Beloved Trilogy
My Beloved is a song I wrote to a friend's exquisite and powerful poem. It was a song with a very specific purpose: to call in my beloved, my soulmate, my husband. To my utter amazement, it worked. It was my very first experience in using music as a tool for manifesting. We all know that music can change our mood in an instant. But that my husband should show up within two weeks of writing the song was proof to me that the music had assisted me in going deeper within myself than usual, and had brought about a tangible result! Words fail to express how grateful I am, now 15 years later, for my husband and our family and the life we've created together.
William Butler Yeats' poem The Two Trees I set to music for my husband Michael in the early years of our relationship. It is the perfect guide to any relationship I think - at least it has been to ours. The place to contemplate challenges is within our "own heart", and not in the "bitter glass".
Wild Nights is a poem written by the great American poet, Emily Dickinson. It so took my breath away with its ecstatic declaration of "love found" that I asked a friend to read it at my wedding. I knew at the time that I wanted set it to music, but for some reason the song eluded me for many years. 10 years to the day that Michael and I were married, the song I had wanted to write became clear in my mind and thus it was born.
Lyrics:
My Beloved
Poem by Virginia Brooke/Music by Rebekah Eden
Performed by Rebekah Eden
My Beloved shelters me wholly,
Tall standing and real,
Arms like old branches
Their strength doth reveal
All that I've dreamt of and wept
On waking and feeling the warmth where he slept.
I know he approaches,
I welcome him home,
My body is waiting,
My mind has atoned,
My spirit accepts him,
So long kept at bay,
I release my aloneness,
I want him today!
Love is my calling,
Truth is my guide
Caring a lifetime
Will finally provide
All that's I've prayed for and sought;
My True Love has found me -
He never forgot.
The Two Trees
by William Butler Yeats (1865 -1939)
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart,
The holy tree is growing there;
From joy the holy branches start,
And all the trembling flowers they bear.
The changing colours of its fruit
Have dowered the stars with merry light;
The surety of its hidden root
Has planted quiet in the night;
The shaking of its leafy head
Has given the waves their melody,
And made my lips and music wed,
Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
There the Loves a circle go,
The flaming circle of our days,
Gyring, spiring to and fro
In those great ignorant leafy ways;
Remembering all that shaken hair
And how the wingèd sandals dart,
Thine eyes grow full of tender care:
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
Gaze no more in the bitter glass
The demons, with their subtle guile,
Lift up before us when they pass,
Or only gaze a little while;
[For there a fatal image grows
That the stormy night receives,
Roots half hidden under snows,
Broken boughs and blackened leaves.]
For all things turn to barrenness
In the dim glass the demons hold,
The glass of outer weariness,
Made when God slept in times of old.
[There, through the broken branches, go]
The ravens of unresting thought;
[Flying, crying, to and fro,
Cruel claw and hungry throat,
Or else they stand and sniff the wind,]
And shake their ragged wings; alas!
Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
Gaze no more in the bitter glass.
Wild Nights
(by Emily Dickinson)
Wild nights - Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden -
Ah - the Sea!
Might I but moor - tonight -
In thee!