After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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Nice version of the Dylan. Thanks.
Was blessed to see the first concert above at the Highland Park United Methodist Church.
And met the conductor at our hotel. That night Dallas received it’s first tornado in many years and we spent 30+ minutes in the hotel stairwell – damage is still evident now driving by several months later.
We must still give thanks for all that we are given.
Thanks for the reminder in these” fake” dark days of all that is good.
The beauty of God will go on,as will we.
This darkness will pass and we will be stronger . Time.
Sleep well my friend.
An additional note: Before being corralled into the stair well, we stood outside, to see and hear the dramatic lightning and thunder storm (in the right temporal order) – against a darkening and cloudy Texas sky – truely a display of nature’s majesty.
Beautiful. Thanks.
Forgot to add Rosalind Russell was a real beauty.
Thanks for putting up, now of all times, that Rutter piece, so beautiful and transparent and so true.
Chris Tietze, the organist and music director, schedules that to be sung by his children’s choir several times a year. The kids sing the treble parts and 5 or 6 men sing the bass and tenor, in the cavern of the Cathedral of St. Mary of the Assumption, seat of the Archbishop of San Francisco. It’s thrilling to a guy who cries at parades, I’ll tell you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you! “The Weight” finally got Gal Gadot’s ”Imagine” out of my head.
I know it’s off topic, and I’ve said it elsewhere, but it bears repeating. Chuck Schumer is a heaping pile of cow excrement. Thanks for reminding us of the beauty of life Gerard.
The Good, the True, and the Beautiful will abide.
Keep the Faith
JWM
I’m already missing the March ritual of counting down to Opening Day. However, as spring is officially here according to the astronomers, here’s the Milwaukee Symphony’s version of the national anthem of the American pastime:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkNugqGg9kk&ab_channel=MilwaukeeSymphonyOrchestra
More seriously, but still joyfully: in honor of Bach’s birthday tomorrow, here is a virtuoso’s rendition of BWV 577, the Fugue in G Major, also known as the Jig Fugue. Should get your feet a-tappin’ and a smile on your face; I imagine Bach enjoyed writing it as much as we enjoy hearing it:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOP_0YRHbZo&ab_channel=E.PowerBiggs-Topic
Great pix, Gerard!
Fender shreds, but Gibson c o n t r o l s.
I always seem to end up with dust in my eyes when I listen to these:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=36&v=wWImXdnxznE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=we8tzKNbfEQ
Most excellent. Thank you.