Showing posts with label Stefano Mocini. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stefano Mocini. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

When We Had Wings . . .



     Once
     so long ago . . .

     a spiraling galaxy
     held our hearts . ..

     and we flew from end to end
     with wings
     that cried . .

     in grief, of sorrow
     in joy, of love . .

     we held on our faces,
     masks of serenity

     our praying hands
     cupped nectar from
     invisible winds . . .

     and we dreamed
     of a golden star . . .
     shining on a silver sea . . .



     and we reflected
     from heart to heart
     a soul of a planet . . .
     a small blue flower . . .

     a babe cried there
     on a lonely shore . . .
     where the seabirds gathered
     and the salt air stings
     in contemplation . . .

     and the dreams flow
     like mists and dew,
     rivulets of
     what will be . . .

     tomorrow and tomorrow . .
     deeper into the darkness
     we flew . . .
     our wings of crystal . . .
     shattered and fell away
     and we forgot . . .
         that once we were angels . . .






EDIT (August 28, 2012):
I was so moved by a Jamendo friend, Stefano Mocini, who was inspired by this poem and wrote a beautiful musical piece to go along with it . . .


Rune made a beautiful video to showcase Stefano's music . . .

Monday, May 23, 2011

Piano


I have been putting together a piano play list for the purpose of calming the students in my computer lab. Lately my students are taking a heavy series of tests. These children are so tense, and sometimes miserable, trying to figure answers to things they they struggle with at the best of times. These piano pieces I have chosen are all calming and yet uplifting. They have good spirit to their soulful expressions and I wanted to share that here. . .  but first; today I was listening to my iPod and the first album that came up on my "Play all albums" list was this one. It was immediately added to my playlist . . .. . .  I am always so impressed by the quality of work given to us to use and listen to on Jamendo.

Accarezza il vento
by Simone Cilio





treasure every second
as time goes by
each speeding second .. ..
something will die. . .
fall into the soil and become
one with the earth . . .
disappear from the grasp
if held too close . . .
a wayward balloon . ..
lost from the touch
lost from the view . ..

sweetly the melodies
flow by on strings of
a momentary connection
higher and higher

each note that gallops by
swallows time and disappears
like mist in the midday sun . . .

the music holds my beating heart. . .
I hear the hammering of its song
against my resounding bones . . .

I listen breathlessly to the music .. ..
while it becomes part of my essence
as it flows through my blood . ..
nourishing me . . .
the air around is imbued
with the incense of the song
like a dream . . . it flutters by
insubstantial …. a butterfly
against the flame of emotion . . .

to capture such beauty . .
is lost to the soul . . .
like a bubble holding the
dreams of a child. . . simple
shimmering messengers . ..
flying up to the heavens
to the angel's waiting hands . .
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music played like this is compassionate
and humble
excusing itself from the room
as it dissipates from the air waves
leaving tender memories
of such beautiful melodies
emotional and full
of loving desire . ..




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"Piano" Playlist:





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Sunset at Yachats Oregon


Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Nectar of the Gods . . .



Rebirth (single)
by stefano mocini





This is what the musician said about this piece: "here is one moment in your life that you understand that you must to change everything. This is the moment to throw your past away and begin a new life.
At first time you will be homesick, but after a little period your will feel better, and you will look at the past smiling, remembering the happy moments, or clenching teeth, remembering the sad ones.
This song is made of piano and strings. I think it is very deep and touching and I'm satisfied by the progress I'm undergoing in playing the piano. I really hope you will enjoy, thank you for the listening...and...
,,,keep dreaming!
"

My review: Wings to fly and heart to hope . . . thank you!

We can walk together
through the darkness
holding the other's hand;
a trace of moon glow to light
a shadowy and troubled land .. ..
together we see the angel
and have the strength to fly
we are guided in the day
and throughout the long long night . . .
one step and then another
holding each other tight . . .
we travel this life time together
although we stand alone . . .
we will help each other in the end
and through each new beginning . . .
and gift the other with a dream
unfinished and reborn . .

Stefano . . . your piano is a gift to my heart and you lift me up and give me the wings to fly . . . . I feel blessed by your presence and the strength you share through your generous music . . .


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Gotas de néctar
by Thisan






Take a moment . . .
feel the life in you  . . .
breath deeply . . .
let the water fall from your eyes . ..
take a moment . . .
let out a big sigh . . .
watch that angel on the wings of love 

rise up with a gentle smile . . .
take a moment . . .
hear the music fly. . .
let it lift you and guide your dreams .  .  .
feel the water spirit wash your soul clean . . .
with the dew of the heavens . .
the nectar of the gods . . .
Take a moment
feel this precious planet . .
Take a moment 
witness a special dream . . .
the heartbeat of this star
in the silver waters of the stream . .
there is passion in the moment
there is hope in this love . . .
and all the dreams and wishes
rise up on clouds of steam .  .
like incense to the heavens .  .
the music breathes our dream .  ..
Our eyes are blinded
by our tears .  .  .
as we listen to the music
tasting the nectar of the gods . . .

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Voice
by Schommi





Quiet peaceful music
settles like a gentle cooling fog
on the tense shoulders
of the listener,
like a kind and loving
26 minute massage

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SparkS
by creix





Catching glimpses of others . . .
or looking through their lenses . . .
we are yet short sighted in our vision . . . as we rest alone
in a form of pain that only we are aware of . . . and only we
can define . . . for
our universe is the boundary of our skin . . .
yet fly we can beyond our vision and temporal existence
through our dreams and imagination .. ..
relating to others as if they were forms of ourselves . . .

shining our small light of knowledge
ahead on our rugged rough pathways . . .
we find the shadows of others in our orbits  . .
and in the atmospheres of our minds . .. .
where these others move in
and out . . . shadows in our dream time. . .
we catch their essence . . . their meaning . . .
and perhaps they recognize ours . . .
a slight mingling of rarefied airs and chemicals . . .
and we find attraction . .. . for that very brief flash of time
as we pass by .. .. one dimension
against the other . . . a flash of glory . . .
a flare  . . . a supernova . . .
then all is dark again . .  and we travel on . . .

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Orange and Purple and a song by Stefano Mocini


Album cover for "Just a Thought" by stefano mocini




Do you know?
I think world is orange and purple:
the sunset is orange and purple
the flowers are orange and purple
animals are orange and purple
thoughts are orange and purple
PEOPLE are orange and purple (but everybody calls them black and white)
jamendo is orange and purple (music also,, do you know?)
earth and water are orange and purple
Sometimes someone comes to us saying: orange and purple are the same!
But, we think that's an utopia and we don't believe it; BAD!!! Believe in the utopias! Please believe in dreams! Orange and purple will be the same colour and if you believe it.
Dream a better world...

- Stefano Mocini




Such a beautiful piano which flies into my heart and lifts me up . . .giving me striking colors to make me smile and have hope that good will always win in the end . . . and here we can all smile . . . listening to the emotionally touching music by Stefano Mocini

This pianist is one of my favorites on Jamendo, with a beautiful soul that grows and shines out like the full moon which guides us after the sun has gone down. Not only a wonderful pianist, but a wonderful person as well.


Thank you, Stefano .  .  . I will always hear your music as some of the best on Jamendo, some of the most beautiful and emotionally enriching. You give me heart . . . and you touched me more than you can know.


My favorite color combination is orange and purple. The colors of the sunset . . . quite striking and profound . . . a promise that paints the waters and your eyes when you look . . . and you know that it is the promise of a better tomorrow, and in a way, a promise of a beautiful forever . . . here are the colors of hope, just before the dark of the night . . . and the finding of that momentary joy, strikes you just before you lift your eyes to see the glitter of the stars. And though the stars are reflected in your tears .. .. the warmth and the fire of the sunset keeps a fire burning in your heart.


For you, dear Stefano . . . again a thank you for the reminder . . . and the thought . .  and of course, the beautiful music .  .  . <3  :-D

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Music for the Soul

Yachats Oregon Coast 2010


Ambient Music: Once, not long ago, a friend of mine was listening with me to some of Van Syla's music, which I had put onto a video. This friend said it made her feel relaxed, as if she had been to a spa. I have never been to a spa, but it sounds nice and I understood what she meant by feeling relaxed. My day is complex and stressful and it is so nice to find music that I can trust, to play into the atmosphere of my room . . . let flow like a cooling river of healing balm over my soul, and feel calmed without having any startling nuances to alarm me or anyone else in my room. And there is always someone.

This music is like that: "DamacTron EG Ov" by Equanthom





Piano Music: I like to listen to compassionate piano music. By that, I mean the fingers flow over the keys .. .. like clouds over mountains, racing and pausing and pulsing with emotion.  These hands are sure of themselves and speak like a poet of the passions of life . . . love and grief . . . and moments of peace and tranquility. Fingers that understand the sorrows of the heart and follow the contours of a dream . . . long left behind, and a trail of a tear as it is brushed into the rivulets of mud as the rain comes streaming down.


This artist, Stefano Mocini, has touched my heart so deeply with his piano poetry and his "Music is a dream . . ."