romancing the Celts

listen, the fiddles play as one
the dance waves a jig across green fields
in the town a celebration mocks the mundane
this is what Beethoven said in Symphony 6.

if you know the difference
music without passion is a farce
but having so tames the soul

let it take you
there is no danger,
and dream of ribbons flowing
down her back as she dances
sparks fly from her feet
if you listen