A Small and Simple Song

A Small and Simple Song

 

I'm of the easy, the gentler kind,

No counter of time as old Earth turns,

No twister of fate for the willfully blind;

My path's clear where the fair light burns.

 

I sing a small and simple song,

Lifted high by humble meter;

Largo textures, placid and strong:

A steady beat's all the sweeter.

 

The rhythm of my waking days

Is the song of the simple life,

Where clamour fades as freedom stays,

And Cavatina on the fife.

 

Chris Hubbard

2020

 

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Chris Hubbard

Fri 27th Nov 2020 18:26

Thank you M.C. !

I have always loved Stanley Myers' superb and all too brief guitar fragment he called "Cavatina",

My eyes mist over whenever I hear it.

Chris Hubbard

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M.C. Newberry

Fri 27th Nov 2020 17:15

Ah...music to the ears. (and to the eyes).

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