Allegro con brio
And so another year has come and gone.
In that span, has any touch of greatness
found me, or have I just been marking time,
waiting for a something that hasn’t yet?
Marcia funebre (Adagio assai)
So many little deaths, so much anger,
endless rounds of pointless meandering,
squandering life, making some kind of war
against hazy perceptions of cruel fate.
Scherzo (Allegro vivace)
But a new year arrives, and with it hope
That some of the seeds sown will root and grow
And in this desolate plain, may flower
Despite the past winter’s hibernation.
Finale (Allegro molto – Poco andante – Presto)
My spirit quickens, finding a new song
and a bold voice to speak its tune aloud;
May the gods hear my name in this great sound,
and give my hands work worth remembering.
02 JAN 2004