The Castle of Dromore - A Lullaby

Often when I read Ruth's blog, Washed Stones, I am inspired. Today in reading "November Honors- a Lullaby" I thought of an old Irish lullaby called "The Castle of Dromore" or "The October Winds". This one is sung by Maureen Hegarty. Maybe it's just me but a lullaby for us all at this time seems right. The relief of the election being decided to move us forward, not backward. The enormity of the task before us in rebuilding our Nation's coalition, which is like a new born in some ways and calls me to sing soothing encouragement. Maybe it's just that my neighbor's daughter had her first child last night and I'm filled with the fragile - miracle awe that new life inspires. Either way, I offer it for you to enjoy and hum along because sometimes we all just need a lullaby.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Tu0RJIZRrM&sns=em

The Castle of Dromore  The October winds lament Around the Castle of Dromore, Yet peace is in its lofty halls, My loving treasure store. Though autumn leaves may droop and die A bud of spring are you. Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan, Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo. Bring no ill winds to hinder us, My helpless babe and me, Dread spirit of Blackwater banks, Clan Owen's wild banshee. And Holy Mary pitying us In heav'n for grace doth sue. Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan, Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo. Take time to thrive, my rose of hope, In the garden of Dromore. Take heed, young eagle, till your wings Are feathered fit to soar. A little rest and then the world Is full of work to do.  Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan, Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo.