Le Rêve

Chapter 11

Dbmaj7 – Eb – Db – Cm – Fm – Eb -Db – Cm – Fm -Eb – Dbmaj7

A progression of chords, not unusual, yet unique as each piece of muisic, put together by Moayad Aljabal, an Arabic self-taught pianist and composer. With his pieces he write tales of beauty with music, as this one called Le Rêve .

Embedded between rolling hills and whispering pines, lived a soul. It’s days were painted with the shades of a unique chord progression, like that of a daydream Dbmaj7 – Eb – Db – Cm – Fm echoing in a melody that echoed along the pine trees, the wind brushing through the rivers and reverberating on the riverbanks. As the evening dusk was bathed in a golden glow, the progression of the strings embraced the soul, bringing back memories of childhood laughter, sunlit afternoons as the mind wandered past familiar faces in the towns and villages where time was spent. The narrative took a turn with the Fm, with rustling leaves, contemplative moments, shadows of nostalgia, a silent witness to a long journey. In the midst of this near melancholy, a burst of optimism emerges on a hilltop, returning to Dbmaj7, bringing a look to the horizon. A sense of clarity and resilience with Eb standing tall, looking to the horizon. Le Rêve is not just a place; it is a state of mind, an embodiment of dreams of life’s unexpected twists and turns. Alive with much exploration, guided by curiosity, the symphony plunges into depths and heights, always with that extra peak of the 7 to the D-major. Sometimes it’s more of an opening, or it’s the closing of an evening air, with a stern sense of resolution, drifting into the pleasurable calm of a night’s sleep. Le Rêve unfolds with harmonies of joy, introspection, hope, resolution, bringing elements of timelessness.

I wonder if King Solomon had this tune playing in the background as he was in his contemplateive mode writing Ecclesiastes 3:1-8?

“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.”

Le Rêve – a time and new season for you this week!


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