The Seed First

Recently eight of us high school classmates had a really fun trip together in Davao. 30 years (!?!!) of out high school, it was a special number of days get together - gamely posing for the camera at every opportunity, very hearty appetites inspite of all the talk about diet and aging, screaming our heads off in the wild water rafting whenever huge waves threatened to throw us off board! It was really great that we were all able to take off from our busy schedules to do this trip, hopefully the first of more to come.

Our trip got me thinking about the words of one of our favorite mass songs during high school and what they mean now. (The '70s was the era of guitar and pop music at mass.) I though about how each of us girls have since gone on different roads, how our life journeys have unfolded so far, and continue to unfold. How for us and also for so many others as young (hehe) as us, after three decades, this song takes on so much more meaning now than when we first began to sing it. Yes, we have learned, there's so much, we have learned.


THE SEED FIRST
(from the album of Lorie Lieberman)

The seed first, and then the flower
The chime first, and then the hour
The cloud burst, and then the shower
She must learn, there's so much she must learn

The danger, and then the warning
The loving, and then the scorning
The passing, and then the mourning
She must learn, there's so much she must learn

Long ago, yesterday, the world was an apple in her hand
First you taste enough, to understand
Then the new day came to wake her
And the old clock came to take her from the fair

She thinks first, before she feels now
She asks first, if love is real now
She knows life, and she can deal now
She has learned, there's so much she has learned (2x)