You Moved Through the Fair

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton

There was music on your breath

made softer

but not stilled by death;

the bright greeting of your eyes

lost, but for

reminiscing sighs;

the quick smile that found each one,

a star with

the warmth of the sun;

a playfulness in your hands

extending

songs from foreign lands.

You moved many through the fairs

and left them

mourning you in prayers;

those times past and present too,

with all your

audience to woo;

mine a quiet memory

not to let

fade and thus bury—

when neither too sweetly soon

nor too late

you sang for the moon.

The sketch is of Owain Phyfe, a loved if often distant friend, who was a vocalist, instrumentalist, and founder of Nightwatch Recording which concentrated on Renaissance and Medieval music. He died from pancreatic cancer on September 5, at the age of 63, after only being diagnosed in July. I did the drawing many years ago, intending to make it into a painting. I have decided to leave it unfinished. 

He has left a legacy of beautiful music. Below is one of my favorites, but please go to YouTube for more examples. And if you enjoy, please consider purchasing one or more of his CDs, which would benefit his dear wife, Paula, and add a little magic to your life as well. Ciao, Owain.