Music is the highest art,
eternity its host
Time enraptured note by note,
transcendence dose by dose
Calling out and drawing in,
beyond all paint and stone
The minstrel frees the poet’s words
—and drives the feelings home
(Listening To Bohemian Rhapsody: September, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
‘The minstrel frees the poet’s words
—and drives the feelings home’
Music and poetry are the two ultimate art forms...IMO. Your words have been freed and the feelings have been propelled beyond expectation.
Envisioning you, my dear poet, penning your special words while listening to Bohemian Rhapsody (one of my favorite musical pieces) is a gift in itself.
Thank you for your gift…
forever to be cherished.
Laura🌻
My pleasure, Laura.
🤗
So very true Kurt, music releases us from the tensions in our world.
Bohemian Rhapsody is so good, we sing it in a choir that I am in and it is always popular.
Andy
Thanks GF60
so very true
(makes sense that we originally created music, before
we ever came to conceptualise letters and words
just wish, our education system was centred on that intuitive musicality of life
more,
than that alphabet we all require, to perfectly annunciate: our creative lies...)
this read definitely hit home, thanks for sharing Kurt
I'm glad. Thanks L:B.
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