Listening to Tippett
That’s not me standing there;
It’s not my face I see.
The music is so beautiful
And I yearn to be so free.
I want to float up on those notes,
So sweet and gently lilting;
I want to sail in heaven’s boats
And feel the blue sky tilting.
Never more will I feel this way;
A unique moment has now passed.
He has nourished my perfect day;
Banality now seems so vast.
Stephen Gospage
Wed 17th Feb 2021 17:28
Thank you for the comment, Keith and to everyone for the likes. Sometimes, hearing a beautiful piece of music for the first time can create an experience which is hard to describe and difficult to recapture.Perhaps once we encounter perfection, or near-perfection, everything else, as the advert used to say, is just toothpaste.