Mozart, For Example ~Mary Oliver

All the quick notes Mozart didn’t have time to use before he entered the cloud-boat   are falling now from the beaks of the finches that have gathered from the joyous summer   into the hard winter and, like Mozart,they speak of nothing but light and delight,   though it is true, the heavy blades of the world are still pounding underneath. And this is what you can do too, maybe,   if you live simply and with a lyrical heart in the cumbered neighborhoods or even as Mozart sometimes managed to, in a palace,   offering tune after tune after tune, making some hard-hearted prince prudent and kind, just by being happy.

Mary Oliver Thirst (2006)