All Things Bright And Beautiful

Today is the 4th anniversary of my mother’s passing away. Ever since that time, every little thing that reminds me of her is very valuable. Like this letter which I’m holding right now. It is actually a love letter by my mother to my father. In the last section of the letter is a poem which my mother learned when she was 10 years old. She committed it to memory since that time and in her letter she dedicates it to my father. I did a google search for this poem and it turns out that it’s a song.
Here is the poem:

All Things Bright And Beautiful

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.

The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
He made them, high or lowly,
And ordered their estate.

The purple headed mountains,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky.

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.

The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
To gather every day.

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

And here is the song:

Movin’ On

I have now completed one whole week in my new company. Looking back, I ask myself: “Why did I go out of my previous company?” That company was one of the best companies I have ever worked. I did not regret working there. The people were very nice, especially my bosses and my teammates. I had a lot of mentees there and I hope I have taught them enough, for them to be able to be successful in their work. I also created a lot of initiatives in that company, one of them is the Dining Philosophers. One of my mentees and teammate, Enjelica Pastoral, organized the Dancing Philosophers, an idea which came about during one of our team snacks.

So why did I have to move on, in spite of the very good position I had in that great company? There are many reasons, but maybe I can just offer the words of Ray Hannisian in the song he wrote entitled “Movin’ On”.

This was my elementary school graduation song which I never forgot because I like the lyrics and the song itself. I searched for a long time over the net for the lyrics of this song. I found one from this thread http://www.mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=12043 and if you scroll down, you’ll see this link http://www.jwpepper.com/pdf/0786335.pdf. The lyrics is incomplete though.

“there is a voice, that has no name,
it comes with evening or behind the rain.
I have no time now, to stop and explain,
I just keep moving, cause it helps to ease the pain.
The night has music, that calls to me,
across the canyons of an endless sea.
I seek the shadows of yesterday.
I just keep moving, cause it helps to ease the pain…..”.

There is an air of melancholy in this song which says that moving on is hard and a sad thing, leaving the comfort of your current status and facing something entirely new and uncertain, something which to a certain degree scary.

The song ends with the following lines:

Speak to me softly but tell me no lies
I see tomorrow shining in your eyes,
I have no time now to stop and explain
I just keep moving cause it helps to ease the pain.

I echo this to all my mentees: I see tomorrow shining in your eyes. I hope our paths meet again.

Here’s a video from youtube so that you’ll get an idea of how the song goes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7acCkbj4sOo