This melody that lilts, lifts us to light
Like incense rising, or like hope aloft,
Like spring’s sweet perfume and like down-soft
New blooms, the lovely song eclipses night–
Brings sun and starlight and a shining flame
To paint the darkness into blazing day,
To chase all sorrow and all gloom away
Or give them luster as the marks of Fame–
The singing sinuous and smooth as glass,
As stillest water or a spotless sky,
And yet the singer never stops to sigh
Except when breathing lets a moment pass–
Because the music brings such passion, clear
Expressive, infinite and full of grace,
Poured out in rivulets and with a trace
Of magic only those with love can hear–
One aria can change the flow of time



