Opera & Chamber Opera

(…)

Lucifer set out and o'er
The sky his wings extended,
And million years flew past before
As many moments ended.

A sky of stars above his way,
A sky of stars below,
As lightning flash midst them astray
In one continuous flow.

Till round his primal chaos hurled
When from enwrapping night
The first, upflaming dawn unfurled
Its miracle of light.

Still further flew he ere the start
Of things of form devoid,
Spurred by the yearning of his heart,
Far back into the void.

Yet where he reach'd is not the bourn
Nor yet where eye can see,
Beyond where struggling time was torn
Out of eternity.

Around him there was naught. And still,
Strange yearning there was yet,
A yearning that the space did fill,
As when the blind forget.

(…)

Take back this halo from my head,
Take back my starry lour,
And give to me, O God, instead
Of human love one hour.

(…)