And when the Chopin Nocturne ends And the last note says: "Goodbye" . . . Where does the golden beauty go? Does it really ever die? And when the pianist lifts his hands And the music is no more, Do others hear the afterglow Of what was heard before? If the soul thirsts after beauty And [ ...閱讀全文 ]
Daniel Mergler If I could trace a melody of Mozart to its source, I'm sure that I would find my own soul. Of what Utopia does Mozart speak? He turns me into a dreamer of golden dreams That reach out to the very universe itself, Joining my heart with the very stars, Bringing ecstasy to my s [ ...閱讀全文 ]
And when the Chopin Nocturne ends And the last note says: "Goodbye" . . . Where does the golden beauty go? Does it really ever die? And when the pianist lifts his hands And the music is no more, Do others hear the afterglow Of what was heard before? If the soul thirsts after beauty And [ ...閱讀全文 ]
The starry notes of music The starry notes of music play And beauty opens up the vistas of the mind, Leading to the jewelled, golden door, The sanctuary of the sublime. And those who seek will find, When the starry notes of music play, A garden of so [ ...閱讀全文 ]