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“A riddle, this green - it is not ‘beautiful’, Then, suddenly, I see an angel whose head
and yet it moves me so deeply with its mild is veiled, and I think of Albrecht Goes’
warmth. At first the movement confuses poem:
me, but soon a clear main direction
crystalises: above-below. Even though Lute playing angel
the lines are in movement, I experience a ‘Voice of the angel:
strong verticality. The other movements
also gradually begin to enter the picture - Do not address me, I can’t reply to you
the steps. Jacob and the ladder to heaven, I only listen to the lute’s song of praise.
comes to mind, also a prayer that I wrote I have a task, please understand:
on the theme. Then a passage from Faust To serve the holy songs,
comes to mind: ‘How heavenly forces Tone with tone.
ascending and descending, the rich golden
pail to each other tending...’ But fear nothing! Because beyond all
words,
And all that happens now and ever did,
This tone sounds and resounds
everywhere.
Dare and sing with me, and you are close
to me.’“