Bach Lute Suite in C minor IV. Gigue – V. Double
by Franz Halász:
Im Regen geschrieben
von Hilde Domin
Wer wie die Biene wäre,
der die Sonne
auch durch den Wolkenhimmel fühlt,
die den Weg zur Blüte findet
und nie die Richtung verliert,
dem lägen die Felder in ewigem Glanz,
wie kurz er auch lebte,
er würde selten weinen.
Written in the Rain
by Hilde Domin
If we were bees
who can feel the sun
through the cloudy sky
who find their way
to the blossom
and never lose direction,
our fields would be forever shining
however short our life
we would seldom cry.
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The bee doesn’t judge.
It just is.
It isn’t concerned about right or wrong. It has an ability we easily loose. Maybe this is the most difficult for the human gender. To just be. Without fuss or quibble. I guess children are closest to that. They can easily sink into their world of just being. The following piece reminds me of that free-flowing richness. It is endlessly sparkling, like water drops. Have a listen to the last movement of Mozart’s Jupiter symphony:
