Amadeus
What noble legacy remains your gift for us to hear,
O how profoundly it transforms cold sadness
into joy
When sweet and wondrous sounds begin to touch
the ear;
Changing woman into a smiling girl,man
to boy.
Quickly enchanting notes ascend on fiery wings,
Banishing dark spirits and happily the
dormant strings
Of heart sounds commence anew their leaping
ageless play
Evoking dear memories of a long thought
exiled day,
Before love so good but could not last sought to
depart
Forever wounding in ist brush this mortal's
heart.
Walter Stuck
Reason for writing:
Listening to Mozart.
Birth sign: Not entered
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