The Turtle

Hello everyone, This is my first post here and I wanted to share a piece I recently wrote with you all. Let me know your thoughts! The five poems within my composition Poetry collectively narrate a heartbreakingly beautiful, vastly complex, and motivically interwoven tale. The suite opens with the Prelude (0:02), a fantasy-like prophecy of the other poems in the suite; the bells of reality can be heard in the distance. Dreamy visions pass transiently through the background noise, and as the piece progresses, the bells increase in intensity to prevent the visions from fully materializing. The bells soon find themselves trapped in a climactic whirlwind as they start to transcend time and space, like accelerating into a wormhole, falling faster and faster and faster... In the Lament (4:34), one finds oneself in a completely new world - one that is bare and empty. The offbeat rhythms insinuate a notion of regret, and the unresolved pedal point during the climax leaves the listener yearning for closure, although there is none to find. This poem ends with a painful lullaby-like restatement of the opening theme, as if crying oneself to sleep. During the night, the Nocturne (8:12) slowly brings the once-barren world to life. After a plainly stated opening theme, the progressive harmonies start to bring wonder and color to the world, while the stars twinkle in the distance. As the sun rises, its rays illuminate the colors of the landscape, which mix to create a brilliant backdrop of green mountains, purple flowers, and a golden sky. The Scherzo (12:07) is an idyllic depiction of the utopia the world has now become. There is joy to find in life! Jokes to laugh at! Authentic cadences, for the first time! The tender, warm feeling of being loved! Moments of pure brilliance and ecstasy! Excitement! What is there not to live for? It's everything one could ever want in... Postlude (18:46): a snap back to the bells of reality.