Sunday, February 12, 2012

The Cellist



He waves the bow ever so lightly,
a wand, wielding the magic of music
as it arcs into auditorium air,
a white dove soaring into darkness.
His soul, alight with the knowledge
of God transmuted into bars and
notes, he imagines and then plays
Vivaldi, Haydn, Bach and Saint Saens,
Dvorak, Beethoven, Brahms and Debussy,
Chopin, Rachmaninoff, Beatles and E.L.O.,
Aerosmith, Cream and Smashing Pumpkins,
classical jazz rock bluegrass folk it pours from
his soul, alight with the knowledge
of God transmuted into bars and
notes.


Illustration: Cello Player, acrylic on canvas by R.G. Alvarado (2002).

6 comments:

Karen Kyle Ericson said...

What an awesome form of worship! I wish I could play a musical instrument. But God spreads out His gifts and talents, no one has them all. So glad we can listen to others play : )

Another great work Glynn!

Maureen said...

Quite a repertoire.

nance marie said...

expressions of grace...

Jody Lee Collins said...

Glynn, so beautiful. I was there, I could hear the music.

Jerry said...

The mood shifts with a cello. It always calls for deeper feeling and thought. This poem simply lays out the different genres of music a cello can influence. Nice.

Louise Gallagher said...

What a lovely vision.