
Symphony Serene— At the West End Gallery
As the skies appear to a man, so is his mind. Some see only clouds there; some, prodigies and portents; some rarely look up at all; their heads, like the brutes,’ are directed toward Earth. Some behold there serenity, purity, beauty ineffable. The world runs to see the panorama, when there is a panorama in the sky which few go to see.
–Henry David Thoreau, Journal
I had already paired the painting at the top, Symphony Serene, with the passage from Thoreau when I came across a song, Hymn #101, from singer/songwriter Joe Pug that I liked very much. One verse really jumped out at me, and I almost subbed it into the blog in place for the words of Thoreau:
And I’ve come to be untroubled in my seeking.
And I’ve come to see that nothing is for naught.
I’ve come to reach out blind
To reach forward and behind
For the more I seek the more I’m sought
Yeah, the more I seek the more I’m sought.
But then I remembered that there are no rules here. That’s a big sky at the top and there’s plenty of space for both, isn’t there? That and a lot more, no doubt. But for today, let’s just leave it at that.
Here’s Hymn#101 from Joe Pug. Hope you’ll give it a listen.
Revise one phrase, and Thoreau becomes even more relevant to our time: “their heads, like the brutes’, are directed toward their phones.”
Truth…
i looked i gazed i read i listened i was amazed
Thanks so much, Kevin! Much appreciated!