Composed by the Virtuoso,

There was a song –
a lithe melody to brighten and bound through shadow,
an orchestra to spread a brilliant fire beyond any semblance of dream.

What a majesty –
a rapturous sound from the echo of each echo,
an aria expounding Ilúvatar’s marvelous theme:

           In Eä, among stars and nebulae,
           crescendos and poignant notes interchange,
           and the composition creates a splendid world.

           Arda is designed in this rhapsody,
           and a mountainous undertone crafts the land –
           trees spring and sprout at the clarion and trumpet intertwined,
           waters cascade with the violin, still with the barry saxophone,
           and at the soft harp, young figures are laid into life.

           At their time, Promethean children wake to a quiescent twilight;
           the youth delight and discover the treasures of their home.
           Together, they weave new notes for the Great Music.

Ages long past have crossed every sea toward history,
yet still it, ethereal tune, resonates distantly in our hearts;
And it was a song.




25 July 2013