I’ve been working on glass all day as it is time for angels to be made. I’m using blue and yellow glass and making Angels for Ukraine. I’ve cut six, filed and cleaned all six, foiled just one and begun to choose the recycled, often given to me by friends, bits of jewellery to decorate them.
I found this poem today and it seemed right, being about singing and for peace.
Songs for the People
Let me make the songs for the people,Songs for the old and young;Songs to stir like a battle-cryWherever they are sung.
Not for the clashing of sabres,For carnage nor for strife;But songs to thrill the hearts of menWith more abundant life.
Let me make the songs for the weary,Amid life’s fever and fret,Till hearts shall relax their tension,And careworn brows forget.Let me sing for little children,Before their footsteps stray,Sweet anthems of love and duty,To float o’er life’s highway.I would sing for the poor and aged,When shadows dim their sight;Of the bright and restful mansions,Where there shall be no night.Our world, so worn and weary,Needs music, pure and strong,To hush the jangle and discordsOf sorrow, pain, and wrong.
Music to soothe all its sorrow,Till war and crime shall cease;And the hearts of men grown tenderGirdle the world with peace.