The Strong and the Free

The Strong and the Free

Hail all you mighty ones,

From near and from far, you come to Canada, all of you,  from wherever you are.  Our light shines  brightly, you can hear our name, come to Canada, be counted in it’s fame.  Multicultural you, your bless us too.  It’s sharing and caring and nurturing too.  Welcome to Canada, we sing it’s fame.  Proudly we broadcast the tune of our name.

It’s lively, it’s mighty, we soar with the best.  From hillsides to mountains, we live with energy and zest.  The tides of the oceans the skills of the people, we are the great nation, of unity of peoples.  A daring adventure in human relations, the multicultural land of the Canadian nation.  Set aside your doubts, set aside your differences, enjoy the magnificence that this land indulges in.  Prosperity for all, no matter the region, we are so blessed with a different human relation.  From far and wide, we sing with praise, Oh Canada the nation where all of us work and  play.

With dedication and work, with pride we share, a country so fortunate, that all are welcome here.  The land of the strong,the home of the brave, oh Canada,  you help us , to salvage their ways.  Nations in flight, all fighting their wars, from far and wide, their bring their battle scars.  Over and over, they fill our rooms, with tales of sadness, loss and doom.  Struggle for freedom, try as you will, in the end it’s a frantic, run for it, still.  With a flag that is waving, we hear your plight, come to our country, there’s time and it’s right.

Bring us your skills, your culture, your heritage, your color, your religion, your strength and your marriages.  This is a land, where we are pleased to meet you.  Come to our Canada, join us, we greet you.

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All the worlds peoples, are our national heritage, join in our celebration, of joy, for this work.  A nation so strong, all nations we share, in a land of strong dreams, for a united world where we care.  Care for the diversity, care for the dreams, care for all colors of peoples it seems.  The world belongs here, high in the north, where the cold wind whips furiously and the snow piles on the porch.  Come from the equator, from 40 degrees, you’ll freeze in the melting pot of minus celcius degrees.

Our flag is raised high, it’s joy for this nation.  150 years of unity is the celebration.  Happy birthday to Canada, multicultural you, an awesome inspiration of nationalism too.  It’s time for a party, it’s time to make peace, it time to end war and to declare it to cease.  Join in the praises, join in the song, one day of celebration, to last the whole year long.  We are a young nation, carved from the great land.  A daring adventure for our forefathers back then.

Lucky are we, to be the children of great futuristic thinkers, who prepared for this nation.  Mighty and free, patriotic are we.  This is our county, we love it dearly.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 2, 2017

It’s Birthing Season

It’s Birthing Season

Hail, all you Bravehearts

The spring magic is bursting, it’s flames fill the air, heady with perfume, the fragrance is everywhere.  Colours of rainbows, the infraction of light, darting licks of sprouting things, the springtime comes to life.  Brilliance of beauty, the delight of newborn lives, nesting calls of symphony, the choir of our lives.  Behold the wondrous species, they all have missions here, to fill our world with Earthly praise, to a planet we  hold most dear.  The budding trees are blooming now, the bees are hard at work, for pollen, nectar and honey is the plan of natures work.  A stork will bring the babies, a notion so absurd, the animal chain of learning pain, brings babies from the woods. It’s nests and eggs that hatch the young, it’s thickets, where they lay.  That overrated stork lost out, to the trees and forest at play.

Lovely splendor, lovely birth, the drama of the fall, has an outcome so desirable, it’s babies after all.  Little adorable ones, needing so much attention.  Stop!  Don’t miss that chance, to capture them on camera.  The wildlife are beaming, they know now what to do.  Stand by the roadside in the Parks and wave at the calamity of you know who.

An adventure for this praiseworthy day, a photo or several, or two, of babies coming to join us, in this hinterland of guess who.  Nature may be difficult, it’s predator and prey, but come into the world of babies, and it protection and play.  Lovely little ones, so cute and soft and adored, we all become their mothers, just to nurture a world to be explored.  They’re fabulous and new, they shriek at us, coo coo! We all come a running with baby food.  The spring and the parenting, the planning for next year.  Raise those babies wisely, they represent the herd!  No dowdy ones, no unmatched socks, put on your sleek new coat.  You are a representative of a genetic stock to rival any goat. Survival of the fittest is the game all parents play.  When babies are born and pride is given to a new cast of characters today.

The love and devotion of springtime happiness, is turned to a summer of responsible parenting togetherness.   Chattering with pride, they show off their newborn delight.  Just look at little elk calf there, he’s blossoming with intellectual might.

The fish eggs are hatching, the frogs sing with all their might.  A lovely day on planet Earth, fills their little lungs with a chorus of pond song, after dinner, choir serenade delight.

The sounds of the season are love and loving sounds, as the great gifted planet, spins it’s eternity  of  marvel all around.  All creation, all for good, a special aptitude, the great gifted planet, spins it all just for you.  Just for you, oh little one, just for you to share, the fabulous stretch of wisdom, greets you everywhere.   This gifted, great planet, in it’s protected, universal space, is a wealth of brilliant life form abundance, for everyone, even the human race.  Welcome and acceptance, treat it all with care, for this great, ingenious planet, can concoct new species, if it’s dared.  The life forms are brilliant, it’s beauty and adored, the planet exudes it’s wealth of creation for all of us to explore.

Rise and shine, it’s springtime, so go out and greet the day.  For all of us, are from planetary dust, just go out and play.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 11, 2017

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day

Hail Bravehearts

With thanks, we give praises to this special day.  To the finest, the most wonderful, the dreamiest and the most courageous.  Thanks to all of you, you special mothers. This is the day to celebrate you. Beautiful you.  Oh wonderful you.

The patches on my jeans, the warm woolly sweater, the cozy knit blanket, the floral arrangement and the pie.  I just love pie!  Fresh berries from the garden, homemade jam and apple pie, cookies in the cookie jar, and roast beef in the oven.  The smells of home and cooking, perfume is in the air.  We always know where mother is, her hand is everywhere.

Shops full of shopping, restaurants galore, our home and closets, rival those, with skills we all adore.  Homemade ornaments for the Christmas tree, new recipes to try.  Our budget is the windfall of dollars set aside.  The beauticians all know us, we frequent their abode, to cut and curl and streak our hair, for parties, gatherings and potlucks for the road.  Glamour is our style, we wear the trendiest designs.  Our look is always current, from our latest shopping spree.  We look so bedazzling, we rival the Christmas tree.

Polished nails and body wraps, massage and yoga tights.  Our bodies are our temples, fit, sleek and just right.  No attitude of worry,  fret or fear to linger.  We always are most charming, with smiles, hugs and cheer.  Be proud of us, we are mighty, the hand that rocks the cradle.  Great gifts to those we love, are given, as much as we are able.  To raise a child is easy, just always look your best.  A child is a delight to us, from heaven, the stork, or wherever babies come from.  Just make them all some pie, serve them some desert, after all, you are their mother, you always know best.

Little einstein is a wonder child, after all, he comes from you.  The family fortune just increased, with achievements, success and medals.  Keeping spirits up and enthusiasm high, is just another moment.  Sweet encouragement spills from your lips as easy as breathing a name.

The sun will shine, the birds will sing, the day will bring you flowers, for all of us have just one thing in common, we all have come from mothers.  The day grows long, the life is dear, it’s poetry in motion.  To watch or mothers make our beds and tuck us under the covers.  Sweet dreams of childhood, blessings dear, those days in hug wrapped comfort.  To be spoiled with love and kindness, is to have a mother.

Joy is the word, on this special day.  For kindness, love and giving, is the way, mothers earn a living.  Blessings are the children, they are always joy and pride.  A family with good intentions, will stay together and survive.  A mother is a beauty, she smiles and welcomes us home.  This comforting place of human space, is the nurturing place called home.

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written by Dr. Louise Hayes

May 14, 2017

The Everlasting Day

The Everlasting Day

Hail Almighty Ones

Dreams of this day, this long, everlasting day.  Dreams of adventure, of skills tested wisely, of companionship and social life, of friends and togetherness.  Plan for this day, it’s fleeting window of opportunity.  Plan for each moment, for this day, as all days, are special ones.

Rise early, the sun shines already, calling you to awake from slumber. Cast off your sleepy head and don your wakefulness, for the sun shines, the birds sing and your adventure is about to begin.  You’ll test your skills with the companionship of friends, in games of athletic competition.  You’ll read your novels, knit your sweaters, stroll through countysides, swim in pools.  You’ll choose your aptitude and share with those special people who’s company you enjoy.  This is your own, everlasting day.  A day that heals wounds, that relieves suffering, that smiles and hugs and keeps you warm.  This is the day to relax, to enjoy, to dwell longer, to live better, to laugh and to learn, to love and to chatter.  This is that special, endless day.  A day of exchange, to try recipes, to learn new skills together and to try one of your favourite things.  This is your planned adventure, to last the whole day long.  To sing and be happy, to love the life your given.  This day won’t really end, it just gets longer.  Longer into the evening, with food to share and stories to tell, that strengthen the bonds between us.   Take the time to plan the adventure of this day, to share stories and plan gatherings, sharing your dinner and safely, exchanging knowledge.   What you’ve learned, what you’ve seen, what you’ve accomplished with this day.

To stroll in the forest, climb a new peak, share your dinner together, wind up at someone’s place.  To get to know each other more thoroughly, to spend the time, to escape into togetherness, into freedom and relaxation.  These special days are forever, when time passes so slowly, when spirits soar and encouragement cheers you on.  These are friendship days of constant companionship, constant togetherness, constant affirmation of your life.  These special days are as often as possible, not holidays, but days of rest.

Fill your life with special days, to warm your heart, fill your world friendship and to live with joy.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

May 8, 2017

I’m Calling You

Hail You Awesome Humans

Brilliant and daring, your lives come to me.  I am your world, come, look and see.  The wonders of nature, the wonders of space, come all you humans, look at my face.

I’m here in the clouds, fleeting across the sky, I’m here in the waters, the plants, the rocks, the life forms.  Come to me, oh lovely ones, come to my world.  To an adventure with purpose, exciting and thrilling.  This great fabulous place, is a playground in space.  Stretch your arms, stretch your legs, stretch your minds and your bodies, fill your space.  The universe is immense, it’s so grand and enticing.  Star gaze with wonder at  brilliant outer space.

You live in a tiny, dream filled world, where planetary delight unfolds before you.  You live in that luscious, luxurious space, a planet so intriguing, it’s filled with boundless energy and creativity.  Joy of living, in the songs of birds, joy of living in the beauty of flowers, joy of living in this precious place.  A planet, tiny and remote, in great outer space. Come, oh curious ones, come with me, come into my garden and look for me.  A tiny bug, a bursting plant, a smile on the face of a welcoming person.  Come to the garden of earthly delights, rest, relax and marvel at the wondrous sight.  I made all of this for you to explore.  Come  out and play and adventure some more.  When you learn about my world, you look for me, I am this world, I’m everything you see.

The day turns to night, darkness descends, the brilliant night life is looming above.  Stars and clusters, moons and galaxies, the endless wonder of the universe reaches out to you.  Day becomes night and the world is new.  Adventure never ceases, it always calls you.  Navigate with the stars, find your constellation, let the dreamy world of the heavens incite your imagination. Books and knowledge, wisdom and learning, a world of never ending fascination, greets your searching.  Curiosity is key, it propels your mind, search and keep searching, seek and maybe find.  The joy of discovery of worlds new to you, of spacemen and aliens, of galaxies and stars.  The world of fascination, of spellbinding interest, of unusual, of challenging, of differences of things.  When the world becomes casual, humdrum and boring, look to the heavens for a world worth exploring.  Put on your space suites, your helmets and air tanks, hop into your rockets and fasten your seat belts.  The search is on, for a world filled with wonder.  Fabulous, marvelous, brilliant for you.  Now, you’ve found me and I know  you.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

January 22, 2017

The One and Only

The One and Only

Hail Bravehearts

In this wondrous world of the universe, I am the greatest gift.  Rocks and particles, dust and gases, floating, roaming, different things.  Planetary dust and star dust, I am the Creator, I make all things.  Inspired by vastness, I stretch and expand.   I’m getting bigger and bigger, find me if you can.  Way out here in the galaxy, my mission is clear.  Otherworldy delights, for me and all of you.  Let there be light and a star is born, create a galaxy where other Earths will form.  Plenty of time, I have nothing to do, but spend my time in eternity, creating life and brilliant worlds, for me and maybe for you.

The Earth is older, her wonders, so many.  A vast and brilliant planet of creation superb.  Oh happy life, to be so fortunate as to spend it’s existence on this great planet.

There are other galaxies in this great universe.  The Earth is tucked over there, in a safe place, in the galactic suburbs of outer space.  Fewer comets to strike it, fewer meteors to damage it, the Earth is a darling of creative delight.  I made this world.  It is truly divine.  I made it for me and it truly shines.  That rock of life, that life giving haven, that fabulous planet, great planet Earth.  This is where I reside, on this great planet.  Oh happy life, of creative energy, of imagination, of splendor and wealth.  This is my planet, it belongs to me.  This is my place, my refuge, my home.  Come, look and see, the creative life that I give to you, so that you can see me.

I am here, this is my home.  Come and share it with me.

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I am the God of the Heavens and the Earth.  The all Creator God, who makes all things.  I see you.  Look at this fabulous wonder and you will see me.  I touch you with winds of breath, suns of warmth and chill of frost, so that you can feel me.  I touch you with plants, furry animals, rock and soil, feathers and water and all of life.  I touch you constantly, you can feel me.  Come and listen to my beckoning world.  The marvels of the human race are created by me.  I am your mind, your body, your aptitudes, your world.  Who can deny that I am here.  Look around yourselves, I am everywhere.

I can’t possibly abandon this wonderful place, but look to the heavens, I’m in outer space.  I am the God of the truly divine, I created this world, you live in mine.  The heavens and the Earth belong to me.  I am the God of your destiny. All powerful, all forceful, omnipotent me, I am the One who you always see.

Come into my garden, my earthly delight.  You have  already found me.  I am the Light.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

January 8, 2017

Oh Happy Night

Oh Happy Night

Hail, Almighty Ones

Peace, joy, great love and adoration.  The world changes with this night.  Oh holy night.

Praises and praises, we sing in adoration.  Lovely and wondrous, oh holy night.  Still in the manger, so quiet and dear, the world awakens to this joyous sight.  Oh great divine, oh happy people.  Love eternally and joy.  Peace be with you as we gather together, heavenly hosts and pure spirits, walk with us, this holy night.

Oh dreary world, oh hardships and torment, pass on your way, this holy night.  Stop in wonder, gaze at the lights, sing in praises, bring in the light.  Shadows cast and fall away, the brilliance of daylight, lights your way.  Follow the footsteps, walk with glee, cast off the evils and listen to me.  Let there be light, worship and peace, let their be hope and charity.  Peace to all, goodwill amongst you, cast off your differences, throw away the chains, bitterness and feuding are banished forever.  Cast off the evil that prevents caring, cast off the devil that forbids proper sharing, cast off the oppressor, that constantly fights you, cast off the burdens of needless dispute.

Hail to the mighty ones, meek and strong, hail to the leaders, the followers, the people.  Hail to the peacekeepers, the brilliant and moral ones, hail to all people, this joyous night.  Merriment is required, it dictates all things.  Joy to all people and heavenly things.  Miracles and holiness, this awesome night.  Follow the path, those footsteps to safety tonight.  Lucky are we, that a savior appears, helpless and strong, mighty and weak, a savior has come for us, we must let him speak.

Kindness, compassion, caring and sharing, open your hearts to the sounds of this message.  Great joy to all of you, great joy in living, welcome to my world, where all of creation is living.  The heavens and the Earth rejoice in this evening, for tonight will be a most holy night.

Oh great divine, oh most holy being, loved and adored.   Rich in humanity, peace and goodwill, the light shines on, casting a pathway of brilliant light.  Follow the path, to your Earthly sanctuary, follow the path to your friends and family.  Gifts of remembrance, gifts of acceptance, gifts of caring, of love, of companionship.  Gifts from the heart, to open those doors, gifts of goodwill, to push barricades aside.  Come all you people, come into the light, cast off the shadows of darkness, this night.  Come and sing praises, blessings and worship.  Come and be saved, on this dark, but light, great holy night.

The stars shine brightly, the music is thrilling, songs and singing, joy and well being.  Come together, oh happy planet, come and give thanks, for the miracle of salvation.  Sing and sing, your songs of joy, sing to give praises, to a day of great love.  Happy are we, to be the people, the secret uncovered and it’s content revealed.  This is the day that God has made, give thanks and praises, live in love and joy, today and all days,  oh happy lives.

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written by Louise Hayes

December 24, 2016

Multicultural You

Multicultural You

Hail Bravehearts

A brave new day, a brilliant country, a national holiday, a celebration of pride, joy and togetherness.  This great nation, molded and blended, nurtured and cherished.  A great Canada, a fabulous notion, a clever and brilliant place.  Multicultural you, with freedoms and rights.  The freedom to live without violence, to live in neighbourly contact with people of different nationalities, the right to live without arms and to protect yourselves, keeping your community safe and secure..

The laws protect our culture but still frees us from oppression.  No tyrants or dictators, to enslave us.  The contract with the people is peace among us, no cultural quarrels or religious disputes.  An age old negotiation that protected these rights, have been handed down and protected, for hundreds of years.  Multicultural Canada, with its birth in French and English culture, both completely different, yet somehow it works.  Hammer out the contract, write the laws, guarantee the freedom.  The evolving wisdom of ages past, becomes the fulfilling society of our present.  Strong and united, the worlds peoples share this land.  From ancient aboriginal ways to the escaping refugee, the weave of a mosaic of multicultural heritage enhances our lives, gives us richness in people and culture and ingrains an intelligence of peace among us.  United in freedom, mutual caring, the sharing of this country is our shining past, our fabulous present and our brilliant future.

We are unique in our history.  A land of harsh and somewhat unconquerable climate, of difficult terrain and a short growing season.  A majestic land of wild forests and tumbling rivers, of curious peoples and language barrier.  Still, the nation was won through negotiation and peace, love and marriage, barter and exchange.  The cultures blend, learn and accept, we are all different, we are all one.  Our wise past is still our present, still our future, still our bright and shining star.  That star that guides us and beckons us to follow, into your unique and inspiring country.  Into your fellowship and merciful negotiation, into the nation of democratic law and democratic peace.

Hail, oh Canada, as the years roll by and the world changes, the battles die and the wars subside, into your dreams of international peace, where all peoples live under the shelter of laws of freedom.  Peaceful freedom, oh multicultural you.  Write your songs, sing your hearts out, brilliant praises to our national cause.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 8, 2016

The Renaissance

Hail Bravehearts

This journeys end is a new beginning.  This preparedness that painstakingly ensures success is finally our triumph.  Glory and praises, thankfulness and relief, the weary are welcomed.  Come, join us.  Into this fair land of sunshine and wild, of a place of unusual gold.  Riches and fortune, made for a king.

Praises, praises, we have a colony.  At the time of the founding of Quebec city, France was the most populated country in Europe,  yet they had difficulty finding willing settlers to inhabit this great land and to build this great country.  The awesome enticement of riches from the great wild, couldn’t even entice the impoverished slaves from the lower classes to leave the slums of France.  But what does it take to be a fortune hunter, a settler, a soldier and a daredevil?  What qualifications did they need? Perhaps a poor peasant wasn’t the best choice for the colonies.  Slaves might be too fearful and prisoners might be too dangerous.  Choose wisely, oh mighty ones, your day of reckoning will come.

No longer the grandeur of 17th century France.  The life of the  impressive French Renaissance.  Brilliant change and brilliant invention.  Who would leave this awesome place?  Look around yourselves, your good fortune lies here.  Here in the homeland of brilliant France, where the arts are thriving and life is good.  Who would leave this wonderful place, this wonderful life, and venture into the hardship and conflict of life in a colony?  Who dares to be first?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_Renaissance

The appeal of colonial life and of making a new country, was not at the top of the list of dreams for the French.  Only those brave few, would dare the Atlantic crossing and venture into the unknown.  Stalwarts and bravehearts, skilled and courageous, colonial life was too daunting an adventure for the polished, sophisticated, countrymen of France.

A backbreaking adventure, a risk of life and limb, a intolerable climate and connections to a people of unknown character.  Life in a fort, in crowded conditions, with bare necessities and humble accommodation.  The freemen of France looked upon the life in a colony suspiciously.  Stumble and fall, stumble and fall, but rise and shine and pursue the adventure once more.

For those who finally ventured forth, into the new, into the unknown, the challenges of life abroad would change the face of North America.  As small as the tiny fort was, it still made a mark in the land, a change in the landscape, a place of accommodation, an establishment and a secure dwelling for those who dared.  Now over 400 years old, the city of Quebec is a thriving city of old and new, of charm and charisma.  A beautiful old place of French pride.

Connect to the people, connect to the countryside.  Learn and teach, the life in the colony will be hard, but finally the adventure is won.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

May 15, 2016

Oh Most Divine

Oh Most Divine

Hail all you brave ones.

 

Oh glory and honour to this majestic king.  We worship you, we praise you, oh blessed immortal being.  Salvation and glory to this oh risen Lord.  We hail thee and praise thee, with prayers and adoration, oh deity divine and humanity saved.

Blessed Lord of centuries past, generations of followers still believing, still pursuing, still curious and understanding, still searching and seeking, the devout persisting, what are these holy ways?  Powers immense, of magnificent proportions, intervention and instilling the knowledge of these mysterious ways.  Providence and grandeur, might and mightiness, still the stable, with the lowly, still the path of righteous living.  Oh greatest of Lords, oh highest of beings, oh teacher of wisdom, we praise thee, with song, with prayer, with labour, with love, with gold, with skills and with honour.  Teach us, oh wise one, teach us to be human.  Oh deity of the great divine, hold us mercifully in you hands.

So duty calls you, oh awesome human, come to the colony, do your duty, come to the colony and be praised.  The wondrous one, of heavens keeping, the glorious, will guide your way.  Come and be magnificent, join the grandeur, mighty and noble and courageous to this day.  Come and worship, come and be guided, oh you most daring, you fortunate, you awesome, you lucky ones, to be the fortitude of France and to seek your fortunes in this most auspicious place.

Lucky are we, to be the chosen ones, the one who will survive and sing glories to our King.  Praises!  Praises!  To overcome the shadows of hardship and poverty, to overcome the cruelty of harsh judgement and misunderstanding, to overcome the elements and live once more.  Hail to you, oh awesome almighty ones, to be first.  First in a game of daunting obstacles, first in a challenge of courage and fortitude, first in a roll of the dice as to who will survive.  Lucky you, to be the chosen ones, come to the colony, take up the dare.

http://www.historymuseum.ca/virtual-museum-of-new-france/population/immigration/  come to Canada

A fort, a sweet road, Cap Diamond, a church, the Victorious,  government dwellings, low ground and high ground, lower echelons and higher dignitaries, merchants and sailors, government and leadership, all finally together in one place, the colony of New France.  Oh sweet Quebec, you finally survive, oh sweet Quebec, you finally exist.  A colony, one sweet place, a colony, for France.

Over a span of several decades, the colony grew.  From its roots in human sorrow, to a place of quaint ingenuity and charm.  Boldly go where no one has dared to go before, oh brave colonialists of bygone era.  The seat of the country lies in your hands.  Negotiate and trade, bargain and develop.  Oh brave new world of French imperialism, of French might and fortitude.  Oh brave new world.  The king of kings holds you dear and in his arms, his strength shall hold you.  Oh wondrous love, to live so greatly.  Power and praises to our king.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

April 27, 2016