August has come round quickly hasn't it? It’s time to get back to Write...Edit... Publish... where we are writing to Moonlight Sonata in our series of musical prompts. I had grand plans for this one - wanted to take a different direction, do a humour piece because honestly, what I know about classical music, Western or Eastern, can fit into a pinhead…aaand, well...here I am with a poem, it kept buzzing in my head and wouldn’t be shaken off. So much for the different direction...best laid plans of mice and men, what can I say?
Before I post the same old same old poetry, I just want to sneak in this delightful rendition of the Moonlight Sonata being played on the santoor, an Indian instrument of Mesopotamian/Persian origins, so a fusion of East and West on several levels.
Finally, here's my entry for Moonlight Sonata, hope you enjoy this one too.
Show me your shine
The moon shines with whatever it has got –
cloudy skies, mid-phase, an extra-large spot,
it doesn’t wait to be perfectly full.
Broken but lit up is also beautiful.
The winter strips the leaves from the forest -
not every season ends up with a harvest,
the river itself shrinks to a thin thread
beautiful still on the half-dried riverbed.
Each life is complete precisely at death,
it must shine within its own length and breadth,
half finished, broken, imperfect its timing
but beautiful still - because it’s tried shining.
There’s more to beauty than shining at full,
shining on empty is far more beautiful.
WC - 103
Tagline : Shining on empty.
Incidentally, there are so many people I know who're shining on empty right now. Not just shining, but dazzling. You know who you are. Salute!
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