I feel like I am almost on the verge of playing music. Somehow I’ve reached the 14th of the Mikrocosmos. Even if I only progress by one infinitesimal mikro-mikrocosmo per month, it must mean something. The 14th is called Question and Answer, and I just noticed upon my 14th attempt at playing it that there are lyrics. I’ve been so focused on guessing the notes that I somehow almost missed them. But I think the 14th is the 1st with lyrics. And there is much to contemplate within them:

“Could you, would you, let me share your rake so fine?

“No, sir, go sir, don’t you know this rake is mine?”

“I would trade you apples from my tree.”

“Ne-ver! My fine rake is just for me.”