A gardener's daughter stopped me on my way,
On the day I was to wed
It is you who I wish to share my body with she said
We'll find a dry place under the sky with a flower for a bed
And for my joy I will give you a boy
With a moon and star on his head.

Her silver hair flowed in the air laying waves across the sun
Her hands were like the white sands, and her eyes had diamonds on.
We left the road and headed up to the top of the Whisper Wood
And we walked 'till we came to where the holy magnolia stood.
And there we laid cool in the shade singing songs and making love...
With the naked earth beneath us and the universe above.

The time was late my wedding wouldn't wait
I was sad but I had to go,
So while she was asleep I kissed her cheek for cheerio.

The wedding took place and people came from many miles around
There was plenty merriment, cider and wine abound
But out of all that I recall I remembered the girl I met
'Cause she had given me something that my hear could not forget.

A year had passed and everything was just as it was a year before...
As if was a year before...
Until the gift that someone left,
A basket by my door.

And in there lay the fairest little baby crying to be fed,
I got down on my knees and kissed the moon and star on his head.
As years went by the boy grew high and the village looked on in awe
They'd never seen anything like the boy with the moon and star before.
And people would ride from far and wide
Just to seek the word he spread
I'll tell you everything I've learned, and
Love is all...
he said.
.

13 comments:

Mel said...

Dunno why, dunno how.....


There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
Someone who'll watch over me


*shrugs*
Works though!

*now going to give a listen!*

sorrow11 said...

I have always loved this song...Thanks..
bright spot...

I, still, ♥ the views said...

my pleasure ladies

:-)

Mel said...

Thoroughly and utterly enjoyable, thanksmuchly.

I, still, ♥ the views said...

my chemistry teacher, when I was 17, made me tape of himself singing all sorts of song

this was my favourite

I'd never heard of Cat Stevens before

:-)

Vicus Scurra said...

Cat Stevens was your chemistry teacher?

I, like the view said...

(you didn't point that out originally) (that piece was first published here and commented on in April)

no

that's why I wrote "I'd never heard of Cat Stevens before" rather than "I'd never heard Cat Stevens before"

I hope that helps

Dave said...

Morning. Third postcard has now arrived.

Mel said...

*humming*

And a fine Thursday to you, ma'am.

mig bardsley said...

Wonderful. Heavenly pictures!
Love both the Cat Stevens songs - I always wondered what his wife thought about the boy with the moon and the star :)
Nice chemistry teacher. Useful chemistry teacher! :)
Happy Friday (got to go to bed, I just popped in to say goodnight:)
xxxx

Gordie said...

I'm sure the song is a metaphor for something, but...

My mother was a gardener's daughter. And the family name was also Gardener.

marc aurel said...

When we were in England, we took a drive East along the coast from Brighton. Just before Beachy Head, we went up the beautiful Cucksmere Valley. We were looking for one of those huge men of white chalk with the grass cut away over centuries. We passed a pretty village where "Morning Has Broken" was composed.

I, like the view said...

hello marc

I walked along that valley in 1980, part of a five day walk starting at Eastbourne and ending in Arundel, to celebrate finishing some exams. . .

it's a very beautiful part of the world

I have a thing (you know, one of those "things" that you have)about chalk horses (rather than chalk men) and have featured the Cerne Abbas Giant here; I can't find my reference to it, but here is the real thing

http://www.cerneabbas.org/