Sunday, December 15, 2013

Advent: The music stopped the clocks

What was it, music
but not music, horns
and strings unplayed,
unwound, then replayed
in some ethereal sphere,
barely heard the way
music is head, the ways
voices and choirs
are heard, played and sung
for the heavens,
the heavens themselves
simultaneously conducting
and absorbing into the composition,
creation  transforming the formless
and deep, and we heard the music
through the millennia as it transcended
time, as it transformed time, as time
became superfluous, past, present and
future melding into glory.

Painting: A Choir of Angels by Simon Marmion (1459), National Gallery of Art, London.


HisFireFly said...

yes, this.
I'm quiet, listening

Anonymous said...

what is

Anonymous said...

and yet...