Can you see the way you move me?
I wonder if you see right through me…
Do you notice when my eyes are alight?
Fly me up above the mountains,
Bring me down under the ocean;
Lead me to a place where I can belong.
You could be the one to save me.
Maybe you could recreate me.
Wound of arrow to the heart opens the eyes…“The encounter with the beautiful can become the wound of the arrow that strikes the heart and in this way opens our eyes… The music had such an extraordinary force of reality that we realized, no longer by deduction, but by the impact on our hearts, that it could not have originated from nothingness, but could only have come to be through the power of the Truth that became real in the composer’s inspiration.” – Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, “The Feeling of Things, the Contemplation of Beauty”, August 2002
You can see everything I want to see…