November 12, 2006
Night
This weekend would have been my father’s 78th birthday. I miss him more as each year passes. As chronology fills my life with increasing happiness, music rises and moons orbit that I would have loved to have shared with him.
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever, it seems.
––––Arthur O’Shaughnessy; the initial lines of the “Ode” from his 1874 book, “Music and Moonlight.”
Barry said,
November 14, 2006 @ 3:34 pm
Alex,
My Dad also would have had a birthday this month. He passed away seven years ago. I do miss him so. He would have been 95 now.
I’ve been working with a friend of mine on some construction projects and I sense my Dad smiling over my shoulder as he was a carpenter by trade.
I still just talk to my parents (Mom died as well) as though they can hear me. My faith tradition sets the deceased in a communion of folks that live together beyond the pall.
I know those moments, like the moon rise you wrote about(and showed us), and these moments contain our loved ones. Our hearts are pulled like the tide.
I took some time during the days in which I buried my mother to go up to the creek in Colorado which my Dad took our family fishing as kids. Walking up the “long†hill (not so long now) I’d not been up since I was a teen, was one afternoon spent with my Dad and all the rush of great memories of the many trips as well as the rush of the creek. It was the best.
Now you put your moments to music and that is truly amazing!
Cheers to Dads,
Barry
Alex Shapiro said,
November 16, 2006 @ 2:28 pm
That’s really beautiful, Barry. Thank you for sharing these touching words.
Alex