Wheel, Heron, White by Ayla Nereo Lyrics

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Wooden shield so lovely fine
Carved with hearts and covered in twine
Covers the sound of weary sigh
Escapes from blanket hollow white…

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Wooden shield so lovely fine
Carved with hearts and covered in twine
Covers the sound of weary sigh
Escapes from blanket hollow white…

And lifting off the heavy night
As widest sky and bear outside
Though neither can hear the other one cry
Same they stand in parted longing lives

And in the light of morn and moon
The shielded lady sets her loom
To weave her sorrow into tapestry new
To sing and soothe and spin it truе
And she spins it true, alone in thе room

“Oh wooden wheel, with painting peeled
A splintered lady, carving arms this wood shall wield
Turning sigh, this wheel a shield.”

And her tears became strands of gold
Into lakes and rivers wove
And her words fell white and black
Threaded into mountain tracks –
And her voice so pure and clear
Became the pattern of the air
Became the voice of air so clear
As she sung it there, as she sung it there…
“Wooden lady, flesh of white
Arms grow strong yet as air still light
And feathers of softest downy might
Will awake one day able to fly –
With feathers of softest downy might
A heron goes soaring, heron, white…”

Then, in the light of morn and moon
The shielded lady stands from her loom
Her sorrow she leaves in tapestry new
Her sorrow she wove, and away it flew
And from her window, a child sees true
While cycling wheel carries and moves –
To her window remains his eyes
As cycling wheel carries him by –
To her window remains his eyes, at the heron soaring, heron, white