Everything falling strives for the vertical
While all that rises seeks for slopeless content.
Much as daybreak sports the great unrolling sun’s solemn spill
over horizon’s trackless limit toward a sightless self awakening by means of unkempt dreams to confront dark dusk of
memories
lapsing coldly into pitched consequence of nightly starless depth of bleak, as all prompts the frosty ice of death to speak.

{Ralph Vaughn Williams, Symph.#8,1st mvmt:}
https://youtu.be/LlZuR_KQa2g “Fantasia”

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