A Song Called Love . . .

I love your heart . . .
the song you sing reminds me
that we are but fragments of the stars. . .
fragile dust which has filtered
through fire and storm
leaving us divided
and traumatized . . .
each one alone,
incomplete . . .
yet all somehow connected . . .
a long unbreakable thread

Look up and see your wings . . .
seize them from the eternal abyss . . .
and fly away . . .
along the road Forever . . .
find your joy in the smallest flower .  .
a tunnel to life where miniscule creatures
tremble beneath your eye . .. 
I believe your tears will melt the wax,
of feathers . . . so tenderly applied . .
so violently sundered . .
your eyes like rays of molten sunshine . . .
a gold which drifts away,
lost within the clouds dispersed
over a troubled sea . . .
your heartbeat will thrill
the mountains to the ground . .
your bones as white as snow . . .
frosty shards bite into the depths . .
hard is the pain . .

Look deep to find the dreams
of souls . . . the same flows
in fathomless swirling waters . . .
danger . . .
beware, for angels dare not tread here . . .
the song is from the human heart . .
to heal and build the thread
of life . ..  and death . . .
and hope . .. a complication which
seals forgiveness
within the marrow of the soul . . .
and calls it love . .. . 

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Review:
Walter Mazzaccaro, "Sognandoti Ancora"

http://www.jamendo.com/en/list/a119856/sognandoti-ancora

Opening with an OH-SO romantic piano . . . 
I immediately visualized a couple, 
with eyes only for each other  . . 
dining over candle-light . . . 
a dreamy atmosphere . . . 
a full heart-felt passion . . . .  
ahhhh . . . 
the music takes me to this place of love and romance .  .

My Love is a Mystery

Multnomah Falls, Oregon

Multnomah Falls, Oregon

sparkling is the water
shattered beneath the cliff . .
like crystal and memories
on the stream set adrift . . .
shining the wings
flying o'er all . . .
silently beating
the breezes to rise . . .
warm is the sun
on my cheeks,
a  light kiss ..  .
my love is a mystery
where life strikes a chime . . .
like the flight of the eagle . ..
and the cling of the vine . . .
no understanding . . .
no dreams .. .. visions grand . .
my love is a shadow
my love has been cast
the heart slowly broken
and slower to mend . . .
I know not the future .. .
nor remember the past . ..
yet hope is the song
to my soul closely clasped . . .

This is quite a striking album . . . beautiful, stunning music . .. peaceful and quite captivating . . . an elegance of sound and a beautifully balance album cover. This one has been around since the beginning of July and somehow I missed it . . . but here it has emerged to flow into my heart and soul and be a soothing delight . . .  Some of these songs are so tender that they are like the effervescent dew . . . delicate and ephemeral . .. tending the moment with intense peace and vision . .

Royalty-free music for professional licensing

For You . . . A Love Song . . .

Dance with me my love,
for I have the wings to lift you to the heights,
where we will nestle in the fragrant branches of the tallest tree,
and gaze into the unknown . . .
to marvel at the spider's web
glistening across the sky . . . with the strength
to hold back the rush of stars;
for their adoration of you is merely 
the touch of an angel's feather . ..
whispered against
the staunch mountains . .
For you those temperamental beings
glow pink in the dawn and
blush scarlet
when the sun retreats . .
For you a thousand waters
kiss the naked outstretched arms
of golden sandy beaches . . .
For you the azure gaze of heaven's canopy
wraps a world securely beneath a tapestry of dreams . .
For you the daisy dances
and the winged things
sing . . .
For you the breath of sweet Spring breezes
kiss our cheeks and ruffle our hair
and for you, my love,
the rain must fall,
coating the tender rose
until her velvet petals must droop
and lay down at her slender feet . . .
which drink deeply of the elixir of life . . .
For you my love . . . all for you,
I give to you my wings

Come . .  let me give you my song . .
it is the sound of the ether
as it strokes the face
of the day-dreaming field mouse . .
it is the whisper of the dew sliding
down the stalk of purple grass . . .
It is the distant sound of laughter,
a sparkle captured in your eye . .
it is the passion of the rainbow;
a momentary figment of a vision,
a dream that stretches across the heart
of the storm . . .

and the sound of the beating drums
echoing from within your bones . ..
the rushing of your blood coursing
within your flesh .. .
the humming of your breath . . .
sings to me of the warmth and being
of you . . .
it is your gift to me . . .  


(perhaps not yet finished . ..  this song continues)

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"Musica In Ospedale - Suite 5" by Musica in Ospedale

Review from 10/16/2011:

I wish I had the scientific terms or musical knowledge to describe this flute and the butterfly like energy that emanates from my earphones as I listen to the first two tracks . . ifs full of light and joy . . . a skipping dance with the piano sparkling and shining . . . or maybe I need mystical terms to be able to describe what this music does to my heart . .. how it lightens the burdens I feel . . . that choking stress I I live with . . . its gone as I listen to this beautiful music . .. The third track was a mellow tango . . . bird like with sweet flute voices . . . It was driven by the beat . . . and the backdrop was a starry night and a dance floor . . . beautiful . . . "Sandro Sacco Flute Night" made me think of an Asian Flamenco . .. a little exotic flute whispers and whistles . . . fluttering, enticing and exciting . . . dancing with the guitar . . . And "Sandro Sacco dalla Carmen Entr'acte" was simply so beautiful . . so gorgeous that it filled my heart with uplifting bubbles . . . as if I were in love with the flute and piano . . . playing that gorgeous music . . . I found so much pleasure in this album of flute, piano and guitar . . . that it will be listened to again, by me, and again I will adore this tender, emotional, beautiful music . . . music that gives me joy.

Royalty-free music for professional licensing

Love Follows Me

My love is blue

                                        as the dawn's  early

                                              eggshell. . .

My love sings

like the butterfly,                                                 

in her silent heart . . .                         

My love tastes

                                       of the amber sunset,

                                                    a flash of drenching nectar . . .      

My love dreams

of scarlet blood,                                  

copper scented, life gifting . . .                                         

My love is

                                    the glow of the rose

                                                           in the day,

and the shine of the galaxies                                             

in midnight's slow hand . . .                    

My love drifts

                                      in the soft salty dew 

floating over                

an ocean's wide floor . . .                    

My love dances

                                on the cliff edge

                                                     of always,

                   lifted by the zephyr's 

cool fingers                         

and spread like the stars                                             

                                         the conundrum 

 of the night's long passage . . . .                          

 My love holds

                                           my trembling hand as

I open tomorrow's wide door . . .

   My love is blue

like the kiss of the sky                        

                                    on the passion of water . . .

 

*P*E*A*C*E*

 

*PEACE* 

begins in the living heart

and continues to radiate outward

giving and receiving 

*JOY*

in the depths of the soul

where an eternal life fire burns

the true gift of the spirit

*LOVE*

Love and Passion

Van Syla 4 Dawn

The Age of Innocence

What can express the compassion of one human being, for another living soul, more than music . . .  borne from the creative dawning of an understanding that something is pounding away at the roots of the soul? What else could that be, but a heart full of love. Not even words can say "I love you" better than a song developed from the deep emotions of a creative and talented composer. 


And for the recipient, the listener, and the musician there is a deep connection. All humans have a hunger for love, to understand love, to be given love and to give love . . . all!  There are no exceptions. To be able to connect with music that is full of love, from the neighborly to the sublime, from the familial to the passionate . .  . love is love and moves us profoundly, whenever and wherever we may find it. And as we find it in this album, imbued with the melodious notes of a creative heart, we are subjected to that love and given the gift in turn.

[Carybe said it so beautifully, after looking into the heart and soul of this album: "If we love someone... why not say it, clearly. If we need someone... why not let them know of that."  ] 

For that lucky recipient, to always have the proof of being loved . . . and the knowledge that any listener can recognize that same love through the music: how much richer and fuller is life than that? Or for the musician who is able to express their hidden heart through melody. . .  a gift to the world .. ..

A question was asked . . . in one of these songs, composed for Dawn (who was Jamendo's favorite reviewer, but sadly needed to depart). . . "What is Love?" A question decidedly answered in this lovely album, created by Van Syla . . . one of Jamendo's up and coming stars.  Each song is more splendid than the other, yet all are so full of the passion Van Syla demonstrates so well in her powerful heartfelt compositions. 

True love is something that cannot be hidden . . it shines out like a neon ray even if hidden in the deepest darkest caves . . . and people who are able to love and people who are loved . . . are the luckiest people in the world.

Passion may disappear, fleeing before the storm .. .. but love abides forever throughout all time. . and a music composed out of a love like this, is as strong as the foundation of the universe. And as beautiful as all of creation.


M^^W

What is Love?

On the Oregon Coast near the Wreck of the Peter Iredale . . .

What is Love?
How do we find it in this eternal universe
without getting lost in the dark. . .
has Love the glory of a fragile, dying star,
a brilliant flare, to guide us through this darkness?
What is Love?
Do we find it in that most precious of gems,
the human heart,
shining in the darkness of the breast. . .
pulsating and moving
with the sound of thunder rolling and calling
across the shaking mountains,
like a symphony for creation. . .
What is Love?
is it a tiny precious seed planted in the blood of the heart
and given nurture, grows
then expands and reaches out beyond the cage of bones
stretching toward the light of joy?
What is Love?
is it an oases in the desert of our lives,
each step we make alone an agony
until we find our heart's desire. . .
does it quench our thirst
yet keep us longing for more?
What is Love? 
To describe . . . to create an analogy,
to give the invisible a shape,
What is Love to see,
to hear, to touch,
is it a feeling we define. . .
is it a sudden awareness of another?
is it a hope,
a passion so sublime,
or a forbidden burning desire?
is it a way to fill a gaping hole
within the soul
of loneliness?

what is Love but the final step
away from the self
and into the other . . .
to become one. . .
and finally a part of the whole. . .
what is Love?


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The Wreck of the Peter Iredale . . . Oregon Coast