Subj:   A Poem, or some such thing
Date:   Fri, Dec 9, 1994 3:41 AM CDT
From:  GregMeier@aol.com
To: old-ways@tomservo.edaal.ingr.com

The following "message" came forth unbidden and unexpected after reading a mildly
negative response to Loreena's wanting to talk to the audience between songs. 
I do not know where it came from; it was as if a switch flipped, and there it was.  
I couldn't write it down fast enough,and am sure I forgot parts of it
before I could get it on paper.
Interpret  it as you wish.
If you were at the Nov.1 (New Years ...?)  concert, I was with you,( and
loved her informal  talking to us, the audience.)



I am but a weary peasant,  intimate with the land.
Bringing forth life, the best that I can.

For many a year, I've never fit in.
at meeting or ball game, in church or in gym.

Along comes Loreena, and suddenly I know 
that another has feelings, for places I go

Out in the woods, with trees strong and tall
flickers of movement, lifeforms that crawl.

The sky goes up forever, until I'm reduced
to a quivering nothing, " It's quite a curse!"

Life all around me, to it I relate
I'm part of the program, it really feels great.

Now to hear songs, of historical worth
The best of human virtues, condensed into verse.

Sung by a voice, so incredibly pure
and melodies simply to much to endure.

I'm no poet, just a poor working stiff
but Loreena inspires a magical gift.

So to all you out there, jaded with living 
Appreciate genius! Enjoy her.... for giving.

She's one in a googol, or even more unique
and I, for one, am glad for a peek.

At what does occur, in her search for the old
Her thinking and feelings of discoveries bold.

If you've listened at all, there is no deception
this poem's been inspired, by some unknown perception.

Loreena calls it a "visit", something quite rare
we should be joyful, she's seeking to share.

So don't get upset, over a minuscule deal
talking between songs, makes her more real.

                                                     GregMeier@aol.com.