Sometimes Wolfgang wakes me up to play...
If shadow and light were to unite ,
it would be born, perhaps ,
wandering spirits in a children's story ?
And if at the pilgrim's pace ,
the diamond blending in with
the stone on the path ,
stirred up alchemy in the sweetness
of an Eden morning ?
Here,I'm enamored with the ethereal scent
of a distant musk that calls and eludes me
like Marylin 's Chanel ,confusing senses
and blushing roses ...
I no longer know where night begins
and autumnal desire in the air...
And if the tree and the wave
composed a symphony ?
Poet,throwing pen and mask
in the face of the wind .
Finally freed from this curse !
Then descending from a passing cloud
I will return to you ,wrapped in a skin
of spell and a few other puzzles...
Could you imagine,magic and love
composing an elixir from the hair
of our hidden harvests ?
I am this romantic liar
who engraves the echos of passion
on the bark of another era...
Sorcerer's apprentice ,robber of innocent
hearts ,but always a beggar...
What if fire,finally,offered itself up
to happiness ?
And white and black mingle in
endless tango and delirant bolero...
I would fall asleep peacefully
in the arms of a doll ,painted blue
and prelude...
Are there so many equations ,
that only the dizzying silence
can answer ?
Am I just a misguided polymath
in search of transmutation
in a locked divine software ?
Or is it just the unfathomable
vertigo of immortality ?
Only Mozart's voice in the quantum
will tell me ...
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Another fine write, great read
Thank you ! Be sure I have not eaten mushrooms !
you are welcome, it depends which mushrooms lol
A mystical fantasy. I really enjoyed reading it!
Modern spiritual quest goes hand in hand with a coded knowledge !
I think that Mozart would love to play with a synthesizer and computer generated music. He would love electronic drums. Not so sure about auto tune and pitch correction though he wouldn't need them and find them superfluous. What a jam session
In matter of electro, our friend sent J.M.Jarre back to his musical studies !
""The best way to learn is through the powerful force of rhythm" and of course "The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between" from a guy who only lived to thirty-five. All nicely detailed here. Nice work.
In the beginning there was silence and silence became god...
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