Judith-Kate Friedman, composer, songwriter, performer,
poet
“A tremendous songwriter with a real gift for prose, too.”
— Dr. Martin Shaw
Songs and Lyrics
Harmony
Harmony — each plays a part
Harmony — sung from the heart
Harmony — because we can
Learn to turn harm into harmony
When the heart starts to suffer
There’s a truth can break through
And when times grow rougher
There’s one thing we can do
Midst the harsh winds of hatred
And the floods of our fear
There’s a sound that brings kindness
To all who can hear
Harmony — each plays a part…
When there’s worry and sorrow
There’s a truth we can keep
When we can’t see tomorrow
There’s a song in our sleep
Midst the fire storms of anger
And the dangers of greed
There’s a sound that brings comfort
To strangers in need
A safety net new woven
Stronger through each different strand
You hold your part, I’ll hold mine
As we entwine across the land
Harmony — each plays a part…
Learn to turn harm into harmony
© 2025 Judith-Kate Friedman
Mountain
Underneath the mountain
There’s a place that grows a darkness
Like a womb
There’s a song
Coming out between the spaces
Rocks and doom
We’ve all come and gone
High above the cities
Far beyond beyond beyond the fray
If you wander simply
You may find a poet singing on the way
Source of every fountain
Slow the turtles and the snails pace
Quiet they go
No-one sees
Breath by breath their single step
They move so slow
Inching past the trees
High up on Mt. Fuji
Everest, Denali, Kilimanjaro
If we listen simply
We too may recall
How we once carried our homes
When times grew too strong
And cruel to bear
Poets followed
The cold mountain air
Lifted up and out into the clear
Keeping balance
For everyone to hear
Under every mountain
Far beyond beyond beyond
Beyond the fray
Lies a trust
Just like seeds long buried we will
Find our way
Fortune says we must
High above the cities
Coming home from far beyond
Beyond the fray
If we wander simply
We may find some truths we lost
Along the way
High above the mountains
Far beyond beyond beyond
Beyond the fray
If we wander simply
We may find that we are poets
On the way
© Judith-Kate Friedman. 1.22.25
Poem: Kobayashi Issa
Calligraphy: Sandy Diamond