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Showing posts with label tunguska Electronic Music Society. Show all posts

Monday, March 7, 2011

I Never Sang to You .. .




I never sang to you
     my angel song. . .
from the time before
     I was born
I was perfect . . .


a brighter star dancing
in the outer constellations,
slow and circular,
like synchronized choreography
around a fire
directed by shadowy drums . ..
And yet I found my way
to your side,
where I look for the holes
in you . . .
and I fill them
with the dust of stars
and the love of a perfect angel


I never told you the story
     of this angel's descent
the feathers fell
     the wings drooped
how I stumbled .. .

A star flung into the unknown. . .
flaming image bright
against a black velvet sky
the streak of a golden arrow
pointing downward where
a lone angel wanders through the mists
of time . . . looking for
the tears on you,
I recognize those oceans
having a heart
which absorbs the foamy brine . .
and I offer you the love
of a fallen angel . . . 

Today I sing you a song imperfect. . .
     I walk on the dirt like others,
 a fallen angel devoid of memory
     lost in the maze of humanity's remorse. . .
 
I once dreamed like a bird
rising swiftly as an arrow,
but when the crown to a kingdom,
was shaken by the slightest breeze
I was brought down by ambivalence,
and with a heavy heart
waiting outside the courtyards
for a mere crumb from your hands,
a speck of nothing for the lonely,
and if you should see the holes in me
and the traces of tears on my face . . .
know that I have lost
my wings . . . forever . . .
because of you . . .



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 Tunguska Electronic Music Society: One of the shiniest lights on Jamendo . . . gloriously beautiful music, the best and the brightest stars play their compositions to perfection with the most stunning sound quality available . ..  I dreamed I was in an acoustically perfect cave, studded with crystals, shimmering in the dancing firelight . .. warm and safe . . . I relaxed and flew to these magical stars . . . a whirlwind in my own exuberance . . . lifted by the music . . into perfect joy . .