Way Up In The Sky Little Lamb

THIS is why I moved here…

Today is the first day of real snow, not counting the light dusting yesterday, which was gone by noon.  The thickening white blanket alters both outer and inner landscapes.  Innocence, silence, beauty ~ all from one weather pattern, but Oh! What patterns!

While the falling flakes are enchanting, every December, heck even by the end of November, I grow to dread the songs and the merchandising and the consumerism and the forced cheer of it all.  As I venture out into Camden this afternoon, there is evidence of the holiday’s approach everywhere.  Signs for high school Christmas shows, makeshift roadside stands selling trees and wreaths, and farmhouses decked in multi-colored Santa scenes.  Dash away, dash away, dash away all!

But my openness this year surprises me;  I am not the same old Grinch.  Instead, I am embracing all that the season is bringing.  The lights are magical.  I want to go see The Nutcracker.  All day I’ve been listening to “Let It Snow,” “Jingle Bell Rock,” and “It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year,” on the local holiday music station.  And dancing along.

Is it because I specifically wanted to spend this winter in a wintry place and winter necessarily means the holiday season?  Or is it because life is slower here and I can set the pace, letting in the goodness and light of people and place?  Or have I just been hijacked by the solitude of writing?

The truest moment I have today is on that drive.  Bing Crosby’s bass-baritone slides into my car, into my ears.  “Do You Hear What I Hear” is on the radio, and though I know every word, it is the first time I’ve truly listened.  Each character comes to life:  the little lamb, the shepherd boy, the heralding King.  The growing momentum of sharing and grace is visceral.  The excitement of the shooting star and the fatherly roar of the sea escalates within.  Then, the full impact lands ~ the miracle birth of a child ~ for what birth is not miraculous?

Caressed by Mr. Crosby’s unparalleled voice, an all-too-familiar story is made to sound as fresh as the falling snow.   So deeply do I receive this song, my eyes suddenly spill over with warm tears.  Heartache I didn’t even know I felt is soothed as I am undone by the power of words and song and snow and goodness and light.

“Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepard boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know
In your palace wall mighty king
Do you know what I know
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold

Said the king to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
Pray for peace people everywhere
Listen to what I say
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light

The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light”

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11 Comments

  1. Jill

     /  6 December 2010

    Yes, moments such as those when something so familiar becomes new and visceral are such amazing moments. I had such a moment yesterday when I was in the middle of doing asanas when Jeff Buckley’s ‘Hallelujah’ came on and I became so impacted and palpably entwined with each word- life is a wonderful thing….

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    • Kellie

       /  7 December 2010

      @Jill~oh, yes! Hallelujah gets me every time – it’s classic.

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  2. Cara

     /  7 December 2010

    One of my favorite songs. It does stir the soul.

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    • Kellie

       /  7 December 2010

      @Cara~remember my holiday cards featuring that song being played by the choir in a mental hospital? Cracked me up…

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  3. Cara

     /  7 December 2010

    Another song to draw you in and wrap you in the wonder of its message: Little Drummer Boy sung by Bing Crosby and David Bowie.

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  4. victoria

     /  8 December 2010

    listen to whitney houston sing ‘do u hear’ please, it’s faaaabulous, and i owned the record-back when that was a thing to do-of bing and david singing drummer boy together, hhhhhmmmmm. we had flurries on monday morning kellie, i was hoping for snow, but not yet anyhoo. enjoy the winter wonderland-ah, another one! try the annie lenox version.

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  5. Kellie

     /  8 December 2010

    @Victoria~to youtube I go for Whitney & Annie – 2 amazing voices, yeah! Flurries in NY–Hopefully there’ll be snow on the ground when I come back in a couple weeks…xo

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  6. sunil

     /  12 December 2010

    Thanks for the lyrics. My son had learnt this song recently at school but was not sure about the words.

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    • Kellie

       /  12 December 2010

      @sunil~I’m happy to help 🙂
      Thanks for stopping by…happy holidays!

      Reply
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