This work began with the taking of notes on insights and observations derived from contemplation of the Bible, my own life, and the death of my sister.  The writings were initially oriented toward the composition of a filmscript, whose purpose was to depict, abstractly, scenes common to the lives of all mankind – from birth to death.

In February of 1984, well over a year into this project, these lyrics began to pour forth from me.  Three-quarters of them were finished before the end of the month.

During this period of my life, I underwent an intense conversion to purity of soul.  I immersed myself in the practice of all the artistic mediums, including painting and sculpture, poetry, music, dance, and drama.  Striving to be an artist for Christ, my life became as a cross between graduate student, monk, and convict.

This way of living and working continued for seven years and resulted in the creation of the large manuscript, Songs for Children of Light: Ten Albums of Lyrics, Music, Dance, and Drama.  In this volume, I present the lyric portion of the project with accompanying illustrations.

May the Light of the Spirit be with you as you read the words herein.

James Kurt
June 23, 1995

INTRO. BABY BEING BORN

Breathing Birth, Right--
Slowly Breathing Birth--
Deeply Breathing Birth – Full

Baby Being Born,
Born Into World.

See The Baby Sleeping Silent In The Crib,
Pillow And Blanket Keeping Baby Warm -
Warm Inside Baby.

ShShSh--

Baby Hears Sounds.
People And People’s Things,
They Make Sounds--
Baby Hears.

Baby Sees.
Eyes Open, And Baby Sees.

Baby Sees People And People’s Things--
Baby Sees.

Upsy-Daisy. Baby Goes Upsy-Daisy.
Cradled In Arms
Or Nestled Over Shoulders--
Looking Back Where Baby Going.

Maybe In Chair, Sitting UP-
Mommy Putting Spoon In Baby’s Mouth.
Baby Eat Goooood--
Baby Eat Foooood--
Baby Burp. Baby Go. And Baby Grow.

Baby Go For Roll.
Roooooll-- Roll Around.

Baby Sees People And People’s Things--
Baby Sees.

Baby Cry.
Open Mouth, And Baby Cry.
Why Baby Cry.

Baby Sleepy. Sleepy Baby. Baby Sleepy.
Sleepy Baby, Sleep--Sleep.
Nighty Night, Baby. Nighty Night.

Baby Being Born.

1. THE INNOCENTHEART

When $ Was A Child It Rained Every Night.
While I Was Sleeping Sound.
The Moon Followed Me,
And I Would Watch The Clouds Move By.

Death Was An Illusion, A Game We Would Play...
Till The World Took Its Hold Of Me,
And I Grew To Believe The Game Was Real
You Know How It Is.

But Now I Clearly Turn To The Child,
For The Wisdom That Is True.

Now I Sing.
Now I Dance.
Now I Wonder
And Move To The Innocent Heart.

We Grow From A Tiny Heart,
And All Our Bodies Are That Tiny Head.
Two Feet Tail... Several Inches... A Tiny Heart.
The Tree Is In The Seed;
The Seed Is In The Tree.

Eyes And Hands. Feet And Mouth.
Nose And Lungs. Skull And Forehead.
All Flesh And Muscle.
All Blood. All Bone.

The Body Is The Innocent Head.