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"When We No Longer Touch"

Last week Harry loaned me this cd recorded by the Turtle Creek Chorale, a local men's chorus. I've listened to it while at work and driving, but that doesn't give it a fair hearing. So I just laid in bed and listened with headphones (really the best way to hear many albums).

What a incredible piece of music. It is composed by Kristopher Jon Anthony to text by Peter McWilliams. It was written in remembrance for those who have died of AIDS. However the music is universal. It takes many of the traditional sections of the Latin Requiem Mass (Requiem aeternam, Dies irae, Lacrimosa, Agnus Dei) and matches them up with text written about the Stages of Grief. And this is incredible text. I want to reproduce it for you and have one comment at the end:

Prologue
The fear that I would
come home one day and find you gone has turned
into the pain of the
reality.
What will I do if it happens?
What will I do now
that it
has?

Denial
I know our time together
is no more.
Then why do words
come to mind that call you back?
Why do I plan lifetimes
that include you?
Why do I torture myself
with love
I never felt while you were here?

Isolation
The layers I have put
around the pain of your going are thin.
I walk softly through life, adding thickness each day.
A thought or a feeling
of you cracks the surface;
a call to you shatters it all.
I spend that night in death
and spin the first layer of life
with the sunrise.

Anger
I'm past the point of going quietly insane.
I'm getting quite noisy about it.
The neighbors must think I'm mad.
The neighbors,
for once,
think right.

Bargaining
I know, I know it was time for us to part
but today?
I know I had much pain to go through,
but tonight?

Depression
I am missing you
far better than
I ever loved you.

Acceptance
I shall miss loving you.
I shall miss the Comfort of your embrace.
I shall miss the
Loneliness of waiting for the
calls that never came.
I shall miss the Joy of your comings,
and the Pain of your goings
and,
after a time,
I shall miss
missing
loving
you.

Hope
And through all the tears
and the sadness
and the pain
comes the one thought
that can make me
internally smile again:
I have
loved.


I find the acceptance text (and the accompanying music) to be the most powerful. The poet is right, there is a time when in grief and heartache that you, paradoxically, don't want to give up your pain, because it is the depth of your pain that reminds you of the height of your previous joy.

So, I recommend this album heartily.

Comments

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marty

Wow. That's some pretty powerful stuff. I'd really like to give it a listen, but I have a feeling a men's chorale group from Turtle Creek isn't going to be at my local indy record shop.

Jennifer

The Acceptance text is amazing.

Those final words:
after a time,
I shall miss
missing
loving
you.

Those hit me right in my heart.

Becky Fuller

Well I guess I'm glad that we don't feel any physical harm here for our political beliefs, but if looks could kill.....

Scott Jones

Becky's comment is in relation to a comment I made on her site regarding the difficulties of students voting Democrat at a Baptist school.

Emelia

Hiya my chorale director at Gibbs is doing the survival cycle for hospice and happens to be an old student of Dr.Seelig though I'm but a freshman at the school I love the song itself and it brought me almost to shameless tears hearing it the first time!! If you're in Florida come support Hospice

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