all we like sheep have gone astray we have turned everyone to his own way
a commitment
of free choice
one might say
the sombre strains
of terrible finality
etched
in a coda of despair
ring clear
like
a heart fettered
by a will so strong
once the doors close
they can never
be reopened
and with time
what was
fades
falls
forgotten
into the abyss
It does seem sometimes like we are lemmings leaping over the cliff........but I constantly turn to nature and its beauty - and its will to live - to counterbalance all that feels doomed. No matter how careless we have been with her, Mother Nature strives only to survive, to live and to thrive.....as do we humans in our floundering way.
"Ouch" is an understatement. I think I'd like to skip that coda--or at least demand that it not be such attractive despair! You've captured quite the paradox here.
Ah, wonderful Mr Handel! It our free choice to commit or not to commit. There is such a great deal of responsibility either way, but how many of us will live up to our choice?
PS: How wonderful to learn you used to play the oboe! One of my fave instruments, but devilishly hard to play well, I'm told. Should get you to look at some sonatinas I've written for it - they haven't been played by a real oboist, only by my computer!
Strictly piano and harpsichord and recorder for many years now.My oboe days have long since past.A computer? I'm not sure I am happy about that:) These brave new world concepts are too much for me:
a sad foreboding of times to come..
ReplyDeletea commitment of free choice to the abyss seems to be beyond redemption...
ReplyDeleteVery wise words.
ReplyDeleteIt does seem sometimes like we are lemmings leaping over the cliff........but I constantly turn to nature and its beauty - and its will to live - to counterbalance all that feels doomed. No matter how careless we have been with her, Mother Nature strives only to survive, to live and to thrive.....as do we humans in our floundering way.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully poignant..!
ReplyDeletethat is a frightful commitment isnt it? And yet it is a free choice for all.
ReplyDelete"Ouch" is an understatement. I think I'd like to skip that coda--or at least demand that it not be such attractive despair! You've captured quite the paradox here.
ReplyDeleteThe problem with humanity is selfishness. We strive to be different in every way but other creatures try to be the same.
ReplyDeleteSad, especially the last stanza. But so nicely written Rail.
ReplyDeleteLovely compositions Rall. The music as well as your poem. There's much to ponder considering the gift of freewill
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
I'll take commitment to free choice any time!
ReplyDeleteSuch wise words - and I agree with Old Egg.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Closed doors perhaps cannot be reopened but i wonder - can we find another way around - through music, words..or at a push windows..i do hope so..
ReplyDeleteAh, wonderful Mr Handel! It our free choice to commit or not to commit. There is such a great deal of responsibility either way, but how many of us will live up to our choice?
ReplyDeleteGood point:)
DeletePS: How wonderful to learn you used to play the oboe! One of my fave instruments, but devilishly hard to play well, I'm told. Should get you to look at some sonatinas I've written for it - they haven't been played by a real oboist, only by my computer!
ReplyDeleteStrictly piano and harpsichord and recorder for many years now.My oboe days have long since past.A computer? I'm not sure I am happy about that:) These brave new world concepts are too much for me:
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