For Travelers on the Road Just Before Daybreak by VbarbatoAtRoss Lyrics
“For Travelers
on the Road
Just Before
Daybreak”
You coo your song, white-winged dove,
In the branches of the ceiba tree.
With you sing the squirrel cuckoo,
The red-winged blackbird,
The lesser roadrunner
And the mockingbird.
All of them jubilant,
The Father's pets,
Delight of God.
Likewise the Mother
Has her birds:
Turtle-doves,
Little cardinals,
Euphonias
And hummingbirds.
These are her companions,
The birds of the Mother,
Our Lady.
If there is such joy
Among these creatures,
Why don't our hearts
Also feel delight?
They act this way
Each daybreak:
Beautiful ecstasy.
Just songs, just games
Enter their thoughts.
(Songs of Dzitbalché 14)
on the Road
Just Before
Daybreak”
You coo your song, white-winged dove,
In the branches of the ceiba tree.
With you sing the squirrel cuckoo,
The red-winged blackbird,
The lesser roadrunner
And the mockingbird.
All of them jubilant,
The Father's pets,
Delight of God.
Likewise the Mother
Has her birds:
Turtle-doves,
Little cardinals,
Euphonias
And hummingbirds.
These are her companions,
The birds of the Mother,
Our Lady.
If there is such joy
Among these creatures,
Why don't our hearts
Also feel delight?
They act this way
Each daybreak:
Beautiful ecstasy.
Just songs, just games
Enter their thoughts.
(Songs of Dzitbalché 14)