Mikrokosmos 14

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.”

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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