A Love Supreme: a musing
Then there were those nights
when all I wanted to do was listen to Trane's
'A Love Supreme' over and over again. Musing on faith
and the nature of the divine, the tiny engine
that fuels an atom, the stars in a far-flung galaxy,
the last time I kissed you.
Something about that tune, that
supreme love, a chant rising from some
great depth, echoing like an ancient meditation.
Notes and words combining to converge in
a perfect union. Form and function,
a junction forming poetry. I seek the mystical
marriage, union of sinner and saint. The Hieros Gamos,
sanctuary and synergy. Unending unity.
And so his sax interweaves with the chant,
over and over on the stereo: 'A love supreme, a love
supreme, a love supreme...'. On and on, spinning out into
the enclosing night while the distant stars
bless me with their long-traveled light.
I wonder what they've seen and
how long their glittering life.
>> Here's an older piece I've been reworking a bit. I thought I'd post this today, as John Coltrane was born today, 23 September, in 1926. In my opinion, A Love Supreme is one of his most important albums.
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