“What is this music?”
I am writing today’s post as I typically do, on the morning of the day before it goes live. Terri and I are in California, visiting grandma, and I am looking out at the calm blue ocean. This is a good place to write from.
Sometimes it’s good to take a break from audio. If you will indulge me this one day, I will share something with you. I am writing a novel. Yes, in my spare time. It’s an adventure novel with purpose. Nothing more need be said about it; yet I wanted to share a short passage from the work. It is about music (the passage, not the book). It is about one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever written.
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“What is this music?” She whispered softly, her eyes closed, not daring to break the spell of the moment.
“Mozart. Soave sia il vento from Così fan tutte. It means may the wind be gentle.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything so beautiful. I would have guessed it was written by a woman.” Her eyes still closed, they listened together.
Soave sia il vento, (May the winds be gentle)
Tranquilla sia l’onda, (May the waves be calm)
Ed ogni elemento (And may every one of the elements)
Benigno risponda (Respond warmly)
Ai vostri desir. (To your desire.)
Harry spoke just above a whisper, not wanting to intrude on the moment. “I believe Mozart was blessed with the heart and strength of a woman. His music is filled with tenderness, beauty, and harmony: it nurtures our souls, challenges our intellects, inspires us to greatness, touches our inner beauty. It can be powerful, but it is rarely aggressive.
“Kathleen, are you afraid to be a woman?”