The cello
mother of music
sings peacefully
from the eye of the storm
A peace purchased
at the price of certitude
Piano provides counterpoint
restrained
elegant
its curtains of sound
dream their own dreams
and a longing violin
makes love to
the air itself
We march deliberately
to this tempo
stepping in time
to the sweet
and terrifying strains
of our own mortality
The composer
died
at thirty one years.
Why - how
have I lived so long?
Perhaps
to hear this music as if for
the first time
and so share it
with the sky.
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
The cello
mother of music
sings peacefully
from the eye of the storm
A peace purchased
at the price of certitude
Piano provides counterpoint
restrained
elegant
its curtains of sound
dream their own dreams
and a longing violin
makes love to
the air itself
We march deliberately
to this tempo
stepping in time
to the sweet
and terrifying strains
of our own mortality
The composer
died
at thirty one years.
Why - how
have I lived so long?
Perhaps
to hear this music as if for
the first time
and so share it
with the sky.
A trio by Franz Schubert.
