In the mornings I am jazz,
ethereal whisper sliding among diaphanous rays,
and my hands, trembling with reverence,
brushing the piano of the day,
touch the secret fibers of the universe.
My lips chant chords that caress the wind,
and the air, accomplice, carries my song
toward the stars, toward the secrets of the sky.
But when night falls, and shadow embraces the earth,
I turn into soul, slow, sacred, and warm melody;
each note a heartbeat demanding eternity,
each chord a sigh rising to the heavens,
summoning shadows, dreams, and sleeping memories.
Oh you, instruments of the world!
Violin trembling with fever of emotion,
Flute breathing secrets in the darkness,
Saxophone drawing invisible caresses on the skin,
Drum summoning the pulse of ancient passions,
Guitar whispering fire and sweetness among shadows,
Double bass and Clarinet intertwining in silent ecstasy,
Harp illuminating dawn with celestial arpeggio,
Xylophone dancing among golden flashes,
and you, Oboe, noble and solitary,
caress the soul like a divine sob,
a lament sighing for life and for love.
I love it!
I surrender to the sway of each note,
to the tearing and embrace of each chord,
to the moment that becomes music and skin,
to the corner where harmony pronounces my name,
again and again, like a prayer whispered to infinity.
Each thought is a tender and solemn chord,
each heartbeat a measure of infinite tenderness,
and in the distance separating body and spirit,
I embrace myself, recognize myself, surrender
ecstasy of existing, of feeling, of loving.
Symphony in the Magical Horizon is a digital painting by Osiris Valdés inspired by the poem Jazz and Soul That I Am. The work translates the musicality of the text into a visual experience where jazz, emotion, and introspection intertwine in a poetic landscape of light and rhythm.
Oh world!
Surrender to the melody of the small and the sublime,
bow to the sweetness of silence,
and I, small yet whole,
owner of my dreams, guardian of my secrets,
am she who loves without hurry, without pomp,
like one who contemplates the moon without fear or mask:
Melody…
Whisper…
Tenderness…
Song of the heart…
Piano… Violin… Saxophone… Drum…
Guitar… Double Bass… Flute… Harp… Xylophone… Oboe…
The entire musical cosmos beating with me, reverent!
I love it!
Yes! I love it,
and may my voice rise,
like a prayer to the air,
like a river of light and music kissing night and day,
like a perpetual echo of my song, of the sweetness of enchantment,
like a flame that never goes out,
like a monologue defying time and the heavens,
like a poem that breathes, vibrates, and loves,
like me, woman, music, and spirit… sometimes eternal, other times ephemeral.
I know I have been blessed.
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