Since Maria asked for it, here it is. There is a connection between music and this poem that is a bit closer than that previously published.
O Wondrous Thing, to find love here—
To lie enwrapped in music and his arms—
Mahler bleeds in the darkened room—
“O Röschen rot!” she sings, and breathes a
Miracle of sound—a benediction laid upon us
Softly, like a mantle of wandering snow.
“Ach nein! Ich liess mich nicht abweisen!”
Fingers touching lips, motionless in admiration—
Music heard as never before, two hearts listening,
Eyes half closed, glittering with unbidden tears.
“Hör’ auf zu beben! Bereite dich zu leben!”
Tenderness unlooked for, softness once disguised,
Hearts opened in sudden understanding—
“Dein ist, was du gesehnt!”
O Wondrous Thing, to find love hidden here—
“Aufersteh’n, ja aufersteh’n wirst du…”
[December 2, 1993]
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