Category: Soul

Music therapy – Symphony No.9

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Playing Beethoven

Ode To Joy by Friedrich Schiller

Joy, beautiful spark of Divinity [or: of gods],
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Heavenly one, thy sanctuary!
Thy magic binds again
What custom strictly divided;
All people become brothers,
Where thy gentle wing abides.

Whoever has succeeded in the great attempt,
To be a friend's friend,
Whoever has won a lovely wife,
Add his to the jubilation!
Yes, and also, whoever has just one soul
To call his own in this world!
And he who never managed it should slink 
Weeping from this union!

All creatures drink of joy
At nature's breasts.
All the Just, all the Evil
Follow her trail of roses.
Kisses she gave us and grapevines,
A friend, proven in death.
Lust was given to the worm 
And the cherub stands before God.

Gladly, as His suns fly
through the heavens' grand plan 
Journey, brothers, on your way,
Joyful, like a hero to victory.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss to all the world!
Brothers, above the starry canopy
There must dwell a loving Father.
Are you collapsing, millions?
Do you sense the creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy!
Above stars must He dwell.

How to love – RAIN: it requires practice

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I found this delicate piece of glass in the street the day after my grandmother passed away.

She was small and silent. She was a painter. She had faith.

Nobody understood her, but her love was as pure and fragile as a glass heart.

The RAIN section is dedicated to you, dear "O".

Sorry, I couldn't say goodbye and thank you for sharing your heart