07 December 2007

listening to bach

none has the power our spirits to detain
we don't belong in this benighted place
but do those things that go against the grain
our object's not to harm nor to disgrace
the ones who cannot keep up on the chase
not should you malign purposes assume
for we are here to clean with a new broom
but rather to establish a clear norm
a brightening of the encircling gloom
in winter's midst we strive to keep things warm

our reasons and objectives are quite plain
honour and dignity those we embrace
and are impervious to any stain
there's nothing that is shown in human face
that can the basic decencies erase
the truth is more than a fancy constume
nor should you on our patience now presume
while we are waiting for the coming storm
or else you'll find that we can lower the boom
in winter's midst we strive to keep things warm

we wait and wait for the reviving rain
and have much hope of such a kindly grace
since life is more than mere dolour and pain
and for the coming blows we steady brace
there's nothing here that would in time replace
the solitary flower's gentle perfume
even with sound of ocean spray and spume
the universe is not hard to transform
and there is more here than we could consume
in winter's midst we strive to keep things warm

prince each word you utter's a newer doom
than what we would expect when flowers bloom
but you insist on keeping proper form
the world's much larger than this tiny room
more than a charnel house or painted tomb
in winter's midst we strive to keep things warm

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