Ola Gjeilo´s magic in creating music straight out of a film score is incredible. I remember when I first started to dabble in composition, my friends told me that the scores I write reminds them of film score. It wasn’t until grad school that I learned who Ola was, had the pleasure of emailing him (and Morten Lauridsen) for some of my classes.
If music be the food of love,
sing on till I am fill’d with joy;
for then my list’ning soul you move
with pleasures that can never cloy,
your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
that you are music ev’rywhere.
Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
so fierce the transports are, they wound,
and all my senses feasted are,
tho’ yet the treat is only sound.
Sure I must perish by our charms,
unless you save me in your arms
I believe in the sun, and the warm it exudes. I believe in the moon, the stars, and space. In the sound of the wind against my face. The chill of winter on a morning’s breath
I believe in the heart, emotions palpitating… In the sea and its temperament I believe in starting clean, and the opportunities it can bring. In children’s smile on Christmas day
I believe in the fall, the grace in nature’s deathFlamboyán Leaves I believe in the spring, the phoenix’s birth In the meadow, the forest, the burning heats of men…
I believe in the cloud terrain after the kiss of rain the shadows if a flamboyan tree under it’s rest I believe in the torments that life brings in the act of weeping, the mourning of a death
I believe in the sun, and the warm it exudes I believe in the crater of the moon, in the rouge meteors that scar the sky I believe in the frigid winter winds against my skin freezing my bones, and frosting my soul
But most importantly I believe in you…
Author’s Notes: Here you have my first poem of 2014. I was inspired by the Composer Ola Gjeilo’s “Across the vast eternal Sky”. Something I have learned about life in the last couple of months is that we should never stop believing… I hope you enjoy. Happy New Year!
Thin this silver cord like wisp of smoke
mere brush of breath against the face
ah!
I know I do not know…
and smile grateful into light
(mild clouds of myrrh the eagle soars
and hyms the heart of god)
and smile grateful
into
light
Text: Susan Palo Cherwien
Music: Aaron McDermind
Preformed: The National Lutheran Choir