{"id":814,"date":"2009-09-02T02:34:08","date_gmt":"2009-09-02T07:34:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jodilee.ca\/?p=814"},"modified":"2009-09-02T02:34:08","modified_gmt":"2009-09-02T07:34:08","slug":"dantes-prayer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/?p=814","title":{"rendered":"Dante&#8217;s Prayer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Loreena McKennitt, the quintessential former resident of the New Bedlam area. Seriously&#8230;she was born and raised in one of the towns New Bedlam is based on. I met her once, mumbled something that sounded like &#8220;urghle&#8221;, shook her hand. I&#8217;m sure she thought I was an idiot. I have a signed picture, and a signed CD, both courtesy dear friends who manage to get to the concerts and signings. In fact, to get the CD they journeyed into the city during one of the worst storms ever.<\/p>\n<p>I love them, too.<\/p>\n<p>Recently, my favorite Loreena song has been Dante&#8217;s Prayer. The words remind me of eight weeks spent being blissfully, gloriously happy &#8211; and the resulting shattering sadness that ended it. It was a happy sad, if that makes any sense at all. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n<p><strong>Dante&#8217;s Prayer &#8211; Loreena McKennitt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>When the dark wood fell before me<br \/>\nAnd all the paths were overgrown<br \/>\nWhen the priests of pride say there is no other way<br \/>\nI tilled the sorrows of stone<\/p>\n<p>I did not believe because I could not see<br \/>\nThough you came to me in the night<br \/>\nWhen the dawn seemed forever lost<br \/>\nYou showed me your love in the light of the stars<\/p>\n<p>Cast your eyes on the ocean<br \/>\nCast your soul to the sea<br \/>\nWhen the dark night seems endless<br \/>\nPlease remember me<\/p>\n<p>Then the mountain rose before me<br \/>\nBy the deep well of desire<br \/>\nFrom the fountain of forgiveness<br \/>\nBeyond the ice and the fire<\/p>\n<p>Cast your eyes on the ocean<br \/>\nCast your soul to the sea<br \/>\nWhen the dark night seems endless<br \/>\nPlease remember me<\/p>\n<p>Though we share this humble path, alone<br \/>\nHow fragile is the heart<br \/>\nOh give these clay feet wings to fly<br \/>\nTo touch the face of the stars<\/p>\n<p>Breathe life into this feeble heart<br \/>\nLift this mortal veil of fear<br \/>\nTake these crumbled hopes, etched with tears<br \/>\nWe&#8217;ll rise above these earthly cares<\/p>\n<p>Cast your eyes on the ocean<br \/>\nCast your soul to the sea<br \/>\nWhen the dark night seems endless<br \/>\nPlease remember me&#8230; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Loreena McKennitt, the quintessential former resident of the New Bedlam area. Seriously&#8230;she was born and raised in one of the towns New Bedlam is based on. I met her once, mumbled something that sounded like &#8220;urghle&#8221;, shook her hand. I&#8217;m sure she thought I was an idiot. I have a signed picture, and a signed CD, both courtesy dear friends who manage to get to the concerts and signings. In fact, to get the CD they journeyed into the city during one of the worst storms ever.<br \/>\nI love them, too.<br \/>\nRecently, &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,104],"tags":[239,510,511,508,447,509],"class_list":["post-814","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general-pondering-on-writing","category-new-bedlam","tag-d","tag-grieving","tag-hiraeth","tag-loreena-mckennitt","tag-love","tag-sadness"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=814"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":815,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/814\/revisions\/815"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=814"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=814"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jodilee.sacredtriskele.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=814"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}