BIRTHDAY VERSES - Waldorf Library

1 BIRTHDAY VERSESfor Students in 1st 5th GradesbyRoberto TrostliThe Hartsbrook School193 Bay RoadHadley, MA 01035(413) s note:These VERSES were written for the students I taught at The Hartsbrook School in Hadley, MA from were inspired by the indications in Heinz M ller s Healing Forces in the Word and Its Rhythms. Studentswere given their VERSES on their birthdays or half-birthdays for those who had summer birthdays. For thefollowing year, the students recited their BIRTHDAY verse in class on the day of the week on which they were born,with Saturday and Sunday birthdays distributed among the other have posted these VERSES on the Online Waldorf Library in the hope that they will serve as a resource for thoselooking for examples of the types of VERSES one might write or use.

2 They have been posted in Microsoft Wordformat so that anyone wishing to download and revise or adapt them might do so. I have grouped the VERSES bythe students for whom they were written, so that one might follow a theme through the grades; initials denotethe student; Roman numerals denote the grade you have any questions about these VERSES , don t hesitate to phone or email TrostliThe Hartsbrook School193 Bay RoadHadley, MA 01035(413) Swiftly and surely the barn swallows fly,Winging their way through the warm summer sky;Like a graceful barn swallow may I ever be,Bringing joy and delight to all who know Lovely the flowers that grow in the meadow,Fragrant and sweet 'neath the warm summer sun.

3 Precious the grains and the grasses beside them,Yielding their bounty when harvest is The gold that has the greatest worthAnd shines with purest light,Cannot be found in depths of earthNor on the mountain those who look with loving eyesCan learn how to beholdWhat lies within the human heart The precious, inner O may my heart forever be as gentle as the dawn,As strong and full of courage as the blazing sun at noon;As patient as the setting sun, so radiant, warm and bright,As tender as the twilight that welcomes in the Green was the tree all summer, But now she's dressed in gold,And stands majestic as a queen Who reigned in days of may the gold within my soul Be brought to light one day,And all my inner treasures Be well and freely Like a flower whose petals close tight for the night,But who opens them up to the sun's loving light.

4 May my heart open up to the sun every day,That by its light I find my The beautiful, radiant evening star has such a lovely voice,That whenever she joins the heavenly choir the angels all The cold, dark night is over,And twinkling stars are dim;The sky grows rosy in the eastAnd birds begin to earth awakens from her sleepAnd greets the new-born day;And I, with joyful heart, stride forthWith strength upon my In the dark before dawn a lone voice resoundsBreaking the stillness of one, then the other birds answer her call,In jubilant chorus to welcome the Within the seed lies hiddenThe plant that one day will become The sturdy roots, the graceful leavesThe flowers reaching towards the the soul lies hiddenThe seed of all that I could sun who calls the flowers forth Call forth the higher self in Like the lily pure and good, like the moon so bright May my every thought be filled with beauty, truth, and the rose so rich and red.

5 Like the sun above May my every word and deed be filled with strength and Firm the anchor holds the ship and keeps it sure and fast;So the bonds that link us all can weather every When Eve and Adam ateOf God's forbidden fruitTheir souls were filled with new-found mightTo know and choose 'tween wrong and thus our earthly pathHas many forks and turns,And every time we choose arightOur souls draw nearer to the Loud the wind and hard the rain fiercely blows the storm;Yet the dove within her nest is cosy, safe, and though the night is cold and dark and drenched with bitter rain,She sleeps serenely, for she knows the sun will shine The cold dark night is over, The raging storm has passed,and I am full of hope once more For dawn has come at winding road is beck'ning me To start upon my way;With joyful heart I go to seek the promise of the A sudden storm tears through the trees, hurling branches down;But one tree braves the wind with ease by bending to the at last the storm is past, and gone the wind and rain.

6 The tree that weathered every blast stands upright once againII. High above the mountain peaks The eagle soars alone;Borne aloft on might wings, Circling heaven's escapes his piercing gaze, None his grasp defies,Bold he flies so free and fast Master of the The man who strives to do the good,To seek the true, uphold the right,Will blaze a path through darkest night,And summon others to the Though Sigurd's final years were filledWith sorrow, pain, and strife,He wavered not from his resolveTo lead a righteous may I too be strong enoughTo face my destiny,And faithfully keep my resolveThrough all Fairness is honored wherever it's shown, Justice is valued as well.

7 But he who sees truly stands often alone From others who cannot stand for the right takes courage and strength Not many can shoulder that load But those who so choose will always be helped, By others who travel that In the dark and gloomy wood,Grows a flower sweet a good,Whose fragrance fills the forest glade,Whose glance dispels the deepest the violet may I bringJoy to every living Softly the dew falls on stem, leaf and flower,Glist'ning like jewels in the dawn's early comes this delicate, radiant shower?Why must it vanish so quickly from sight?III. Dark of water,Light of air,Weave the rainbowFine and our soulsWeave patterns brightFrom dark of earthAnd Truth is a sword, with edge keen and bright,That drives out the darkness of falsehood with who would wield this trustworthy sword,Must ever be true in thought, deed, and Before the calm, the storm,After the dark, the dawn,Despite the steep and rocky path,The courage to go Strong and steadfast is the woodsman,Keen his eye and sure his day long he loves to laborCutting trees to clear the a woodsman may I be Strong and good, brave and Hard against the rocky shore the swirling waters dash.

8 Wearing down the rugged stone with every surge and Through the year a man must toilTo reap the bounty of the the earth in sun and rain,Harvest, bind, and thresh the heart and steady handReap the bounty of the He whose thunder splits the skiesWhene'er he struck a mighty blow,He used his strength to help the godsAnd guard them from their giant Courage and strength are given to those Who strive to do the good,That they may continue to seek for the light, to cherish the truth and stand for the may I ever do my partThrough the strength of my handAnd the warmth of my Lightly and merrily dances the breeze flecking the waves with white;Blowing and billowing over the seas, frolicking day and when their strength is needed, the winds can lend their force,To drive ships swiftly o'er the waves upon their chosen How gracefully the great geese fly on strong and sturdy wing.

9 Heading southward in the Fall, returning in the and swift as arrows, they speed upon their way,Always knowing where to go by night as well as The archer stands at ready,So upright, strong, and still;His arm is sure and steady,He aims and shoots with if, perchance, he misses,He never loses heart,But keeps on practicing untilEach arrow hits the The knight who jousts with strength and skillAnd wins the foremost place,Treats all the knights he overthrewWith courtesy and praise the man who doth possessBoth strength and courtesy,And graces every mighty deedWith true Long have I traveled, and far have I roamed,Searching for justice, goodness, and truth.

10 Yet ever my steps keep on leading me homeFor all that I seek must be found in Like a beautiful, delicate butterfly,Who in search of sweet flowers goes fluttering by I will search for life's treasures where'er I alight;May I cherish and guard them and use them Lightly the breeze dances over the meadow,Cheerfully greeting the birds and the bees;Bringing glad tidings to all of her friends The grains and the grasses, the flowers and "Tell me your names," the Lord did sayTo all the flowers in Eden joyful hearts they answered Him,Their voices rising like a one small flower was sad and stillFor she her own name had forgot;With gentle hand He raised her up,And softly said, "Forget-Me-Not.