"This is one moment
But know that another
shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.”(T.S.Eliot)
Versione italiana al link: Lucciole
At the end of a day, we should perhaps ask ourselves: have I contributed something beautiful to the world? Did I stop to stroke a cat, contemplate a flower, hug my friends, kiss the one I love?
And if I have done nothing beautiful, have I put myself in the midst of a little beauty? For this too can nourish us. As the poet Shelley would say, have I sought and allowed myself "the enchantment of the heart"? Because perhaps it is only because of this magic, sometimes, that a life can be said to have been lived.
Here is an example of a four-handed creation: my poem-song 'Fireflies' with the enveloping music and suggestive images of composer Ilio Volante.
Video at the link :Fireflies
Lyrics:
FIREFLIES
In the heart of the night, lying on my bed
with the silk silver light on my hands
and then I contemplate the sky, refreshing my mind
but even when my heart is aching, fireflies…
In the waste of my life, I’m all alone
Through the desert I’m crying, maybe I’m wrong
and then I listen to the silence, my eyes getting dry
‘cause something’s gonna last forever, fireflies
And I always regret, the love I forget
and I always regret, but I have nothing left, left
and then I contemplate the sky, refreshing my mind
but even if my heart is breaking, fireflies
And I always defy, all bad trials in life
and sometimes, well, I might even catch fireflies, fireflies, fireflies
I can catch fireflies
and one day well I might, even catch fireflies, fireflies.
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