Sunday, 2 June 2013

Upon a tide




St Leonards, Denmark WA

Within the Baltic  pine walls of this little red chapel
Half arpeggios floated from bass clarinet, kissing the edge
Deep double bass undertones curved the sanctuary arc
Cello strings wavered to silent stillness
Breathing the haunting magic of violin
Wind and strings wove a trail for the words in waiting
Prose  and poem spun yarns of shoreline inspiration
Recalling moments of ecstatic submerging and deeper revelation
Singing bowls echoed the fathoms of  seas
Guitars and ukeleles brought songs to the surface
All together
Upon a tide of many sounds this current carried us
Through deep waters to shorelines
To home