Notes on Sor's Estudio 1
by
Amethyst

beginning softly
a crescendo born in shadows
the notes rise from dimnessguitar
to illuminate the form
then fall away slowly
muffled in folds
of silken dark

composer
my mind feels the roundness
of the music
traces its contours
as the chords shape and mold
I, listening
am the creator too
with your notes I hew and carve
not knowing what the form
will be

highlights, shadows
all is smooth and whole
no flaw or jagged edge
to catch my mind

composer
your song is gentle and serene
here where your melody
has brought me
I am surprised to find
Michelangelo's Madonna and Child
"Sor's Estudio 1"