Saturday, November 04, 2006

Adagio for a Journey to the Soul
By Don Iannone

Stirrings at the seat of my soul
draw me into the deeper waters,
To places beyond the light,
and beyond all time,
For in such places,
neither can be your guide,
I must walk,
as though death calls,
knowing there is still life,
I must follow--
what seems an unknown voice,
No words are spoken...only silence,
What good are words in this place,
that is beyond words?
What good am I,
to this place, or myself,
if I don't follow the call?

Poet's Note: This poem was composed while listening to a wonderfully deep and touching piece of music. The words flow directly from the music. Listen for yourself while you read this poem. As a suggestion, turn the volume down on your music player (MIDI file), start the music, listen for several seconds, and then read the poem aloud. Click here. (Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings)

9 comments:

polona said...

i can see why the music inspired this poem... wonderfully profound!

Anonymous said...

I recognize the music. Very profound. Wonderful lyrics. I am quieted.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I love the ending! It's funny - I could hear your voice when I read it. :)

Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D. said...

Thanks Polona, Tim, and Andrew. Adagio for Strings is one of my favorites.

Dan said...

Beautiful!!!
Thanks, Don!!!

Pat Paulk said...

The barren times of our lives are not to feared, but desired, so I've been told. Love the poem!!

Kathleen said...

Wonderful Don! Wow... what amazing dimension is added with the music... Thankyou!

Have a great day!!! :)

Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D. said...

Thanks Dan, Pat, and Kathleen.

Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D. said...

sushil yadav...thank you for sharing these ideas. See my poem posted above (Nov. 5).

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