MERAKI: Music & Words
Allegro ma non troppo
Music – she is my muse
She sings to me
Her lilting voice reaching for the heavens
And yet
It falls short as she aches for
Love – tis heart breaking and bittersweet
It is a tug of war
For the melody
Who it sings for
A back and forth,
Undecided, disconcerted
Forlorn and desolate
Madness, determination
But she is beckoned
back, restrain
Don’t hold back
[I] can’t hold back
[I’m] trying
And yet
[I’ll] fall short
“Why? Oh, why?”
Can one not sing?
Shall the muse be only thought,
Ever taught?
No.
She sings and sings.
To fill in the desire
Of a passion unrestrained
(with restraints)
She is ineffable,
And only in silence
Can she be heard.
Larghetto
Pristine white,
Like cathedral spires,
Pierce the skies
There is longing,
For the sky blue
Expanse above
Can you not see?
The love, the yearning
There is so much more
Than what this world
Can offer to one such as you
‘Tis pleasant,
A wonder of quiet
and harmony
Who do you offer
Music to?
Oh, love,
How lovely it
Is to meet you
Overflowing,
One cannot comprehend
Such beauty
And these days
Are golden and light
With the fluttering
Of your love
In the form
Of soaring melodies
Alas!
Rondo
Let us dance,
Let us sing,
Let us be merry and jovial
See! The lark flies!
Red and gold
Aflutter in the breeze!
The strings resonate
The drums beat in time
As horns and flute
Play
There is much to
Celebrate this
Auspicious day
Auspicious day?
No such thing!
Each day is much
Like the other
And tomorrow
So sadness, evil,
Anxiety,
Away with thee!
We will sing
Of what was,
What is,
What will be
The past shall not
return
The present ever
a walking pace
The future
Unforeseen
So will be our days
Left to fate
Such are the
Years short
So what use are
These of gloom and doom?
Stay with me,
Let us be with
Music 'til the end
And may our music
Never end.