(c) E.P. Robles 2012

ONE fire burned that for another
FIRE consumed an admiration —
God’s gift of gifts to all
that Beethoven adored Mozart
Sixteen age years he traveled
and once within the music room
Mozart, in no mood to meet the boy
— a prodigy like Wolfgang, said:
“Play me something…” — said he
C minior Piano concerto
“No not that, anyone can play!
Let flow what you have written”
and Beethoven did – stroke a fire
Said Mozart, “Stanzi, Stanzi,
one day he will give the world
something to talk about.”

:: 03-22-2014 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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