De Musica

…music heard so deeply

That it is not heard at all, but you are the music

While the music lasts. (T. S. Elliott)

In a time of darkness the pattern of life is restored

By me  who make all transience seem an illusion

Through inward acts, acts corresponding to music

Their works of love leave words that do not end in the heart. (Vernon Watkins)

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