Light/Breezes

Light/Breezes
SUNRISE AT DEATH VALLEY-Photo by Tom Cochrun

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH A STORM

IN A TENDER SEASON
   The Back Story
     Huddled together as a group of freshmen we thought it was an odd order. As new pledges we were told that in a few weeks we would be required to sing WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH A STORM. Really?  Rodgers and Hammerstein in 1965? The Beatles, Rolling Stones and 60's Rock was more our tune. But we learned it. We sang it and 50 years later those once reluctant college boys have repeatedly drawn strength from those lyrics.

When you walk through a storm
keep your chin up high
and don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm
is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a Lark.

Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

THE APPLICATION
    This time of year is an emotional fountain. Difficult and taxing in the best of times and health, but crushing and bruising for those who struggle.
      Someone dear to us has suffered a horrible betrayal and a loss of dreams.  She hurts, so do we  and we know so do countless others for many reasons.  Loss, illness, change, devastation and fear also stalk this season of joy, merriment and memories.  
       As we usher in a season of light and hope, we offer these as an early gift and just maybe a guiding light.


  
 This year as we encounter realities we would not seek,
we find solace also in the continuum of life.
   One may draw from the quiet wisdom of age and stamina evident in nature.
   Moments of serenity and memory.
  Storms in nature and in human emotion pass, in time.
   On the other side are beginnings, buds of newness and often a renewal.
  Walk on, with hope in your heart.  You'll never walk alone.

  See you down the trail.

6 comments:

  1. They used to play the Howard Keele version before the Saturday matinees to raise money for the March of Dimes. Kids would get all teared up and pull out their pennies, nickels and dimes to fight polio. In those days before the shots and vaccines everybody knew a kid with polio.

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    1. It is a touchstone memory, shared by those of us of a certain age.

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  2. I often remember our class standing in a field at BSU one night signing the song. I am happy that you put your memory of it in your blog.

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    1. Those were such wonderful days. It is still a challenge to think they were that long ago, but the bond remains.

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