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Entrückung ~ "Rapture"

60" x 105"
Acrylic on Canvas
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Schoenberg; String Quartet No. 2

Rapture


I feel air from another planet. I faintly through the darkness see faces Friendly even now, turning toward me.

And trees and paths that I loved fade So I can scarcely know them and you bright Beloved shadow—summoner of my anguish--

Are only extinguished completely in a deep glowing In the frenzy of the fight With a pious show of reason.

I lose myself in tones, circling, weaving, With unfathomable thanks and unnamed praise, Bereft of desire, I surrender myself to the great breath.

A violent wind passes over me In the thrill of consecration where ardent cries In dust flung by women on the ground:

Then I see a filmy mist rising In a sun-filled, open expanse That includes only the farthest mountain hatches.

The land looks white and smooth like whey, I climb over enormous canyons. I feel as if above the last cloud

Swimming in a sea of crystal radiance-- I am only a spark of the holy fire I am only a whisper of the holy voice.


Stefan George
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The Rite of Spring  by  Stravinsky
With Permission:  2013 Toronto Symphony Orchestra, Recorded live in Roy Thompson Hall, December 4 & 6, 2008  www.tso.ca
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