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Thursday, 1 November 2012
Stones
Now Playing: Stones
Topic: Stones

If I could read locked histories
in each and every stone,

If I could see the feet and hands
and lives that o'er them roamed,

If I could pick up each and hear
lost voices deep inside,

would I finally understand
the magic of mankind?

(hulitoons)

 

Counterpoint -----

I have stood where few if any have trod
Some little piece of sand or sod,

And breathed new air untouched by man,
Got a taste only the explorers can,


I've felt the icy touch of mountain streams
Cut down from glaciers cold and lean,

I've read the secrets of the stones
And heard the voice of nature's crones,

And yet have never been cursed to learn
Why its to *cities* humans yearn.

(Dave Willoughby)

Dave Willoughby I am ... concerned... that my counter point harmony may be a tad bit too dark...
 
Rebecca Hulit Not dark, just a bass to my soprano....the way streams sing from the top and harmonize below!
 

 


Posted by hulitoons at 7:50 PM EDT
Updated: Friday, 2 November 2012 9:23 PM EDT
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