Awestruck, I close my eyes and let this music
Bear me away to
Countries of unknown beauty; lands yet to be
Discovered by human
Eyes. I
Fly among the stars as the music transcends
Gravity; I feel the warm sun of
Harvest-time, forgetting harsh winter as
I escape into a new world.
Jesting with reality, the harmony
Keeps me riveted to the seat, and I clutch the arms
Lest I float away; alone with just
Myself, beauty, and the Creator of beauty.
Notes give me wings and flow through my soul,
Over the weariness of life,
Past my own littleness, letting me know a
Quick moment of pure art. It
Resonates within, giving me joy,
Settles on my shoulders like bird feathers, and
Tickles my imaginative brain,
Unlocking the doors that were closed,
Veering me away from fear and
Worthless ideas.
‘Xempt from limitations, I soar,
Yielding to the glory and power as the song climbs to its
Zenith and reaches down to take me with it.
You described my feelings about musical inspiration to a tee! Isn’t it such a magical thing to be caught up in spirit by a rousing anthem or a sorrowful lament or a tender romantic ballad or a moving hymn or a jolly carol? And the works of Loreena McKennitt! Ah, sheer ecstasy! 🙂
Lovely poem, Clare-Therese, from a true musician in hand and heart!