Sonata
....on listening to Bach's Sonata No. 1,
performed by Henryk Szernyk
Beauty glows in every bow stroke,
bravura beyond compare;
golden notes like dew drops falling
shimmer brightly through the air.
Like larks aloft they hover lightly,
soar like angels from on high;
bring honour to the Lord Almighty,
swell His praise through earth and sky.
'Glory, glory, in excelsis,'
with compelling artistry
he raises us to heaven for
a glimpse of immortality.
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2015
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