Music

By Water and Wind

Music, Stories

…Then the Firstborn came and sat on the grass beside the prince. They both stared into the chasm for a little while. The Firstborn could feel his brother’s sorrow. He held out a ray of sunlight. “You know, there is one who can cross, who can go back and forth.”

A glimmer of hope skimmed over the prince’s face. “I knew, somehow, there must be. Who is it? Who can be our Helper?”

“The Wind.” He breathed over the watery chasm and was gone.

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The animation in this music video has me like a child. “Again! Play it again!”

Little sailboats powered by water and wind…

Beauty and whimsy in my eyes, but I think my favorite sight met my ears when the sunset fell into the ocean. Wonder is seven words painting a masterpiece on the canvas of my mind.

Empire: sweet melancholy, wistful glad.

Music, Ponderings

There’s a hello in this goodbye. Or is it the other way ’round?
Hope, love, and sorrow tangled up in a knot of words.
 
Happy songs sung sad do something special. So do sad songs sung happy.
Words and music pulling the perfect tension.
Some progress from sad to happy; others from happy to sad; some go there and back again.
Then there’s the songs where lyrics and sounds skate back and forth.
Between sweet melancholy and wistful glad.
Tears and triumph.

Happy or sad, this one? I can’t tell.
What’s the mood?
What’s the secret?
Maybe it sounds different on different days.
Maybe it’s both.
 
“Empire,” by Philip Dunne.

Have a listen. What do you hear?