The Rebirth of Light
“how silently, how silently
the wondrous gift is given”
The light is born in the dark. The particular hush of winter, of midnight, of a miraculous birth, and of transcendance.
(Several times I have tried to create a section for this piece where the music “gets big” and every time I have decided that, while I liked all my new music very much, it just didn’t belong in this piece. Alas, it doesn’t belong in any other piece, either, since it’s clearly created out of motives from The Rebirth of Light. This solo just wants to stay intimate. I am merely the composer and piano player and do not have the authority override that sweet intimate mood.)