Recondita Armonia

Recondita Armonia It took an opera, a composer's life and beauty bursting forth with melody within him. Then from the scaffold, Mario the painter sees discovery of harmony upon cathedral walls, and in his song we know the dawn of tragedy already present in the darkness that emerges from his brush; it is in contrast, strange as it may be, that creation, the source and object of his love, will glorify. There is no escape! The hallelujahs echo still across the centuries and knowledge of the tears, the toil, the blood, will not suppress the triumph of their art. In desperation it is we who need the punishment that rewards our peace. Indeed it is the coup de grace for humankind; it feeds us, seals the years, and opens up the gracious gates of larger life that makes a masterpiece of dreams. For Mario and Tosca, it is the harmony of contrast leading to the unity of love and lovers-- life in one brief flash of time, and capped in unknown ecstasy with an eternity of death. ~