"Livin' Like a Lusty Flower" ~ SCROLL DOWN!!! Share Some Life With Me!

"Livin' Like a Lusty Flower" ~ SCROLL DOWN!!! Share Some Life With Me!
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Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts

Thursday, January 06, 2011

Beyond Immortality

When Leonard Bernstein describes Beethoven's
  "Ode to Joy" he offers it as a 
"A Universality of Thought, of Human Brotherhood, Freedom and Love..." but how does Beethoven move beyond what  Shakespeare describes as Life? How does Beethoven remove the rope of what Mr. Shakespeare calls a "Mortal Coil?"

"Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,"
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub,
 
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil..."

"For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of disprized love, the law's delay,
and yet Mr. Shakespeare offers...
"Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."

"Just like every night has it's dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has it's thorn"
 
That's the MAGIC that Beethoven shares with us. 
He gives us "Hope" and "Innocence" 
gives us back our "Grace" and 
our "Trust"  because when you really "HEAR" 
the "Ode to Joy" what Leonard Bernstein says rings true...Beethoven's
9th symphony has a "Purity and Directness" that reminds us 
of what The Honor of being Human really means!
Homer said it best...
  “The Gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”The Illiad




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Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Junkie's Cringe

I walked out of my building in the usual hurry
right before me
the meth junkie
turned into a tumbleof disjointed muscle contortions
"poor thing"
I thought
he was so high
it was painful to see
and he was so sensitive
rather than me moving in fear
away from him
he moved in fear away from me
to be that high
is to be so sensitive
that even the smallest
of feelings can be overwhelming
memories stilled insided me
all i could hope is that he would find
a grace that i have been given
a gift of grace we can only give ourselves
if we can only receive it
"be safe, good soul"
"find peace, go with grace"
as I offered my meagre prayers
"be safe..."