Sunday Music Poem by G. K Chesteron, with Amarylis Harp Video

I found this on Famous Poems and Poets dot com.

I value music poems which align music's meaning with great spiritual truth; it draws us in, yet remains elusive. For music, no matter how much we wish, cannot really be understood, only felt.

Since harp is the instrument referred to in the poem, the video "Amaryllis Awakening", below, seemed appropriate, with the flower opening to harp music.

The poem is really quite beautiful. The spirit of it reminds me of the courage and patience required to master music. "I will not fear to match them-no, by God, I will not fear, I will learn you, I will play you and the stars stand still to hear."

The Strange Music
by G. K. Chesterton

Other loves may sink and settle, other loves may loose and slack,
But I wander like a minstrel with a harp upon his back,
Though the harp be on my bosom, though I finger and I fret,
Still, my hope is all before me: for I cannot play it yet.

In your strings is hid a music that no hand hath e'er let fall,
In your soul is sealed a pleasure that you have not known at all;
Pleasure subtle as your spirit, strange and slender as your frame,
Fiercer than the pain that folds you, softer than your sorrow's name.

Not as mine, my soul's anointed, not as mine the rude and light
Easy mirth of many faces, swaggering pride of song and fight;
Something stranger, something sweeter, something waiting you afar,
Secret as your stricken senses, magic as your sorrows are.

But on this, God's harp supernal, stretched but to be stricken once,
Hoary time is a beginner, Life a bungler, Death a dunce.
But I will not fear to match them-no, by God, I will not fear,
I will learn you, I will play you and the stars stand still to hear.

Amaryllis Awakening from David Lanier on Vimeo.

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