11.05.09
Raindrop Prelude
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On leaves of Fall,
Rain falls.
An auscultation of heart murmurs,
Where rain is a process:
An alchemy of the heart.
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Posted in Uncategorized at 9:30 am by Miracle ♪♫
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On leaves of Fall,
Rain falls.
An auscultation of heart murmurs,
Where rain is a process:
An alchemy of the heart.
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.
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Miracle ♪♫ said,
November 5, 2009 at 9:39 am
A spur-of-the-moment quasi-poem inspired by a rainy day.
November and Chopin… sorry Franz, but writing this reminded me of you. I remembered, remembered, on the 5th of November. hehe…
*wistful smile*
marie antoinette said,
November 5, 2009 at 10:12 am
Mir, this sounds so sad, yet wonderfully played… Missed all of you…..
mika said,
November 5, 2009 at 3:51 pm
it’s raining there too? over here, it’s drizzling a bit now, it would be nice just to close my eyes and listen to rain-drops. :)
jonathan hawk follows closely said,
November 5, 2009 at 10:06 pm
While it isn’t raining here, the piece and poem go so well together, one cannot help but be moved by it. :-)
Miracle ♪♫ said,
November 9, 2009 at 8:01 am
To Tonet:
Causes one to be quite nostalgic, huh? Miss you too…and the rest of the “seasons”… =) It’s very autumnal here.
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To Mika:
I’m replying to your query days later but the answer would have been the same had I replied to your comment right away: Yes, it’s raining here. hehe Listening to raindrops with closed eyes is a favorite pastime, Mika. Variations on the raindrop experience can also be achieved with Chopin, Satie, Debussy, Ravel… (whoa… French… I only noticed this now. Must there be a connection? haha)
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To Jonathan:
If not real raindrops, then metaphorical raindrops… they drench the heart but purify it somehow. =)