The Swan
There is a lake by my house where I have walked with Mac, my dog each morning for many years. The wooded path takes us around the lake and the day doesn't seem right unless we have made the journey together. The Lake and its Swans have become old friends knowing every bend and tree by name. It has been a place of great comfort and at times I can hear it speak in soft whispers through the wind and gentle waves that touch the shoreline.
Over the years I have watched the Swans. There is a beauty, a gentleness and a quiet majesty I have always found while watching and listening to the Swans as they move about the lake. I cannot help think that they are not unlike ourselves - trying to be calm on the outside but under the water their legs are constantly moving trying to take care of each other.
Score : Flute / Oboe / Bb Clarinet / Bassoon / Marimba / Viola / Cello
There is a lake by my house where I have walked with Mac, my dog each morning for many years. The wooded path takes us around the lake and the day doesn't seem right unless we have made the journey together. The Lake and its Swans have become old friends knowing every bend and tree by name. It has been a place of great comfort and at times I can hear it speak in soft whispers through the wind and gentle waves that touch the shoreline.
Over the years I have watched the Swans. There is a beauty, a gentleness and a quiet majesty I have always found while watching and listening to the Swans as they move about the lake. I cannot help think that they are not unlike ourselves - trying to be calm on the outside but under the water their legs are constantly moving trying to take care of each other.
Score : Flute / Oboe / Bb Clarinet / Bassoon / Marimba / Viola / Cello
