Long before the night was born from darkness,
Long before the dawn rolled unsteady from fire,
Long before She wrapped her silent arm around the hills,
There was a love, an ancient love was born.
Long before the grass spotted green the bare hillside,
Long before a wing unfolded to wind,
Long before She wrapped her long blue arm around the sea,
There was a love, this ancient love was born.
Long before a voice uttered freedom's cry,
Long before she wrapped her bleeding arms around the child,
There was a love, and ancient love was born.
Long before a cross was nailed from a tree,
Long before She waved her arm of colors 'cross the skies,
There was a love, this ancient love was born.
Stubborn is the grass sowing green wounded hills,
As we wrap our healing arms to hold what Her arms held,
This ancient love, this aching love, rolls on.
- words and music by Carolyn McDade 1988

From the cd "As We So Love"
AS WE SO LOVE© 1996 Carolyn McDade. Weaving of voices - songs and chant, instruments, birds - in communion with the land on which we live - calling us to a deep and passionate conversation with life that ignites our love and illuminates a larger purpose by which to gauge our living. . . beautiful and meditative. . . rich instrumentation of piano, cello, flute, oboe, guitar, folk harp - as well as synthesizer, tamboura, bodhran, occarina, bowed psalter, English horn, and more. Includes: This Ancient Love, Chants of the Long Voice Series, Gratitude, Rivers, Between Us, Shadow of Your Wing, and more.


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