Untroubled

Driving east on the Ventura freeway, just before you hit the 405, there stood—or towered rather—well, at least a few years ago, a very impressive tree. Not far from the everlasting stream of cars: this river of metal-cased fates rushing (or crawling) by every hour of the day, the tree struck me as the most unperturbed thing I’d ever seen.

The lyrics of the first verse arrived as poem there and then as I took in this beautiful tree, seemingly ever content.

Several years later—remembering both tree and poem—I set it to music, and added four more verses (well, the last is just a variation on the first). I was very happy with the result then. I still am.

The Words:

Untroubled is my name
I see the world from where I grow
I like what I became
from just a seed in earth below
And changes pass me by
for I say I
should like to stay the same
Untroubled is my name

Untroubled is my view
as seasons savor each disguise
I know them as they do
and dance their colors in my eyes
To scatter in the sun
they've had their fun
goodbye again to you
Untroubled is my view

Untroubled is my day
as I alight again from dream
to sun and wind that say
I stir so gladly it would seem
this world is but a song
and must belong
to me is what they say
Untroubled is my day

Untroubled is my night
I sail the stars before they fade
one by one from sight
to leave the world as she was made
from memory and dew
that we may newly
venture into light
Untroubled is my night

Untroubled is my name
I see the world from where I grow
I love what I became
from just a seed in earth below
And death may pass me by
for I say I
shall ever know the flame
Untroubled is my name

Ulf Wolf
March 1996/May 2015
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