Story Behind The Song

In the tradition of stories of yore.

Song Description

A poignant story of love lost then reborn

Lyrics

SongCrafter - Middle Chapter ©2023 Creative InRoads, LLC

Time can be a healing balm if one sets the mind onto tasks of the immediate and not linger over the wounds of the past. And, so it was for the songcrafter.

Oh, from time to time, a memory of her would cloud his eyes with a silent tear, a muted sigh. But, all in all, the songcrafter found that his memories of their joy together came more often
to his heart and would cause a smile to grow upon his face.

So, with renewed purpose and his newfound understanding of love, it wasn't long before the
songcrafter began to compose new songs that were said to warm even the coldest of hearts
or to mend the broken dreams of a lost love.

First one villager, then another began to make the journey to his cabin in the mountains. They would walk the high trail hoping that the songcrafter would write them a heart song.
And, as he had promised God, he never turned away a single visitor from his door.

Each seeker was treated much the same. The songcrafter would ask them to be seated, then look deep into their eyes to find the truth of their love intended.

With pen, and a fresh sheaf of paper, the songcrafter would let the words flow from within his heart until a loving sonnet worthy of the seeker's affections filled the page. He would strum and play upon his stringed instrument until words and music were woven together in perfect union. And, no two heart songs were ever the same.

It wasn't long before the villagers began to proclaim that a work from the songcrafter would most certainly lead to love and marriage. And, so it would seem as many a wedding party would celebrate their good day with the singing of a heart song.

Of course, the songcrafter strongly denied his work had any power over the ways of the heart. Secretly, though, he would thank God that people found comfort and joy in his craft. Then he would think of her and with a smile, pray to God that she had found her happiness, too.

Some years had gone by, and the songcrafter had settled into his life at the foot of the mountain. But for those days when a villager made the journey to his door, it was a solitary
existence.

Until one Sunday, when one of the women from the village church walked the high trail to his cabin and knocked upon his door. She had not come for a heart song, as she already had a loving husband.

The sole purpose of her visit was to sit and talk. Talk about anything that came to the songcrafter's mind or to speak of life in the village.

She had also brought flour and lard, eggs and milk, some apples and cherries from which to
bake bread and pie so that the songcrafter's cabin would take on the air of home and hearth.

When all the baking was done, the woman from the village church thanked the songcrafter for his company and bade him good day. And, so a tradition was borne.

From that Sunday forward, the village women each took their turn after church to make the sojourn to the songcrafter's cabin. They would each share a day's good conversation recalling the following week's events or a verse from the Olde Hymnal that got the whole congregation up and singing in joyous rapture.

Bread on the stove, laughter in the air and the kindness of strangers helped the weeks go by, one Sunday at a time, until almost twenty one years had passed since he had last seen his beloved.

And, in that time, the songcrafter had come to make peace with himself. He had found such a profound satisfaction in the giving of heart songs that he had long ago shun the ways of sorrow and remorse. He was grateful for the life path God had made possible - each step another journey into the mysteries of spirit and soul.

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Creative InRoads, LLC	PGO: in the Company of Ian Kenny & EHL	12/19/2023