{"id":709,"date":"2009-07-12T12:32:27","date_gmt":"2009-07-12T19:32:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.remarc.com\/craig\/?p=709"},"modified":"2009-07-12T12:32:27","modified_gmt":"2009-07-12T19:32:27","slug":"sunday-music-maples-lament","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/?p=709","title":{"rendered":"Sunday music:  Maple&#8217;s Lament"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.laurielewis.com\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"images\/laurie_lewis_earth_and_sky.jpg\" alt=\"laurie_lewis_earth_and_sky\" align=\"right\" \/><\/a>Loving both plants and traditional music, this <a href=\"http:\/\/www.laurielewis.com\/featured.htm\">Laurie Lewis<\/a> song on this morning&#8217;s Nonesuch radio show struck a chord.  <a href=\"http:\/\/www.laurielewis.com\/featured.htm\">Listen here.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>Apparently she wrote this when business was slow at her fiddle-making shop and the violins hanging on the wall spoke to her.<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Maple&#8217;s Lament<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>(Laurie Lewis\/Spruce and Maple Music)<\/p>\n<p>When I was alive the birds would nest upon my boughs<br \/>\nAnd all through long winter nights the storms would &#8217;round me howl<br \/>\nAnd when the day would come, I&#8217;d raise my branches to the sun<br \/>\nI was the child of earth and sky, and all the world was one<\/p>\n<p>But now that I am dead the birds no longer sing in me<br \/>\nAnd I feel no more the wind and rain as when I was a tree<br \/>\nBut bound so tight in wire strings, I have no room to grow<br \/>\nAnd I am but the slave who sings, when master draws the bow<\/p>\n<p>But sometimes from my memory I can sing the birds in flight<br \/>\nAnd I can sing of sweet dark earth and endless starry nights<br \/>\nBut oh, my favorite song of all, I truly do believe<br \/>\nIs the song the sunlight sang for me while dancing on my leaves<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Loving both plants and traditional music, this Laurie Lewis song on this morning&#8217;s Nonesuch radio show struck a chord. Listen here. Apparently she wrote this when business was slow at her fiddle-making shop and the violins hanging on the wall spoke to her. The Maple&#8217;s Lament (Laurie Lewis\/Spruce and Maple Music) When I was alive &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/?p=709\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sunday music:  Maple&#8217;s Lament&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[22,12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-709","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music","category-woodies"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/709","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=709"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/709\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=709"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=709"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ellishollow.remarc.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=709"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}