Intelligent Music and the Unforeseen Chord
The height of music comes to hearts refined.
The strength of it is how it cannot be
Predicted. Next accords to reach the mind
Are guessed but then comes serendipity.
A harmony the soul desires becomes
A better beauty. Melodies estrange
Themselves. Predictability succumbs
To masterful mutations, slightest change,
A higher or a lower note, a key
Shift unsuspected and divine, a tweak
So perfect that it acts like Christ’s decree.
The obvious is raised to swooped oblique.
A single figure like a mordent stretched
By God makes beauty deeply, deeply etched.
~ Phillip Whidden