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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mystic Journey: Fire 2</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">now we find this time on the cusp of day<br>most enchanting, and pause as dusk rings<br>the earth in fire, watching the spectral play<br>of clouds. gray linen cumulus threaten</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">an angry outburst, but settle for a sullen<br>squall. caught in the hysterics of a cirrus<br>clash in stratus, the blue spirit is fleeing<br>to higher realms of dying day. (miraculous</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">seven color rainbows tumble into and over<br>the cumulus cloud below, crowning their tops<br>with a music of moods from violet laughter<br>to gamma rage.) finally, attention does focus</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">on the prelude to purple night. the flame, <br>whose quick descent signals opening curtain<br>on an infinite stage of stars, is exiting.<br>tomorrow an encore, but never the same! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">if music is the medium of these spheres<br>then tchaikovsky* conducts dawning dusk<br>with pastoral moods to cool burning ears.<br>hot thunder bursts from surreal clouds</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">in beethoven's# deafening second movement, <br>sending the eye scanning the receding cusp<br>of twilight. in mastery of somber moods<br>mozart's+ abstract strings chase the ancient</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">flame across this third and final bar, <br>his dusk an opera divided into three acts<br>of earth, air and fire. the evening star, <br>rising ghostlike, silently on the horizon, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">signals the closing. then the kingdom<br>of night, advancing in legion, for a short<br>season rules sleepy earth. time ticks<br>on and, like the sun, we play our part</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">until last breath. our short scene<br>done, we close the curtain and dream, <br>on the edge of night viewing the fire<br>the first time, in its terrible splendor.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>* P.I. Tchaikovsky (1840 - 1893) <br># L. van Beethoven (1770 - 1827) <br>+ W.A. Mozart (1756 - 1791)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Doug+Bentley">Doug Bentley</a></strong></div>

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