Nature’s Light

The celestial landscape: sun, moon, stars, aurora borealis

 
 
 

Program Notes

Composers have been writing about nature’s light and the celestial landscape for centuries. The sun and the moon and the stars, the aurora borealis and lightning have been the inspiration for many choral compositions. Whether we look at the sky during the day or more prominently during the hours of darkness, there is always an impressive display of light, unless, of course, it is cloudy. Taking their inspiration from this light, poets have lauded the magnificence of this light that can create such beauty, and composers have so often taken those words and used them as inspiration to better depict that light. This concert contains music that addresses all these possibilities for light. What better place to view all these natural phenomena than in Saskatchewan – the land of living skies?

James Hawn, Artistic Director

Text and Translations

The Sky


Ola Gjeilo (b. 1978): Across The Vast Eternal Sky

Lyrics by Charles Anthony Silvestri (b. 1965)

Weary, I fly,
Across the vast eternal sky,
High in the heavens,
Where awaits my destiny.

Grey skies are thickening;
Soon now my time will come,
Time to return home
‘Cross the vast eternal sky.

When I was young I flew in the velvet night;
Shining by day, a firebird bathed in light!
Grey now my feathers, which once were red and gold;
My destiny to soar up to the sunlight!

Sunlight shines on my face;
This is my grace, to be
Restored, born again,
In flame!

Do not despair that I am gone away;
I will appear again
When the sunset paints
Flames across the vast, eternal sky.

The Sun


Dan Forrest (b. 1978): The Sun Never Says

Words by Daniel Ladinsky (b. 1948)

Even
After
All this time
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe Me.”

Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the Whole sky.

Lili Boulanger (1893-1918): Hymne au Soleil (“Hymn to the Sun”)

Lyrics by Casimir Delavigne (1793-1843)

French Text:

Du soleil qui renaît bénissons la puissance.
Avec tout l'univers célébrons son retour.
Couronné de splendeur, il se lève, il s'élance.
Le réveil de la terre est un hymne d'amour.
Sept coursiers qu'en partant le Dieu contient à peine,
Enflamment l'horizon de leur brûlante haleine.

O soleil fécond, tu parais!
Avec ses champs en fleurs, ses monts, ses bois épais,
La vaste mer de tes feux embrasée,
L'univers plus jeune et plus frais,
Des vapeurs de matin sont brillants de rosée.

English Translation:

Let us bless the power of the reborn sun.
With all the universe let us celebrate its return.
Crowned with splendor, it rises, it soars.
The waking of the earth is a hymn of love.
Seven rushing steeds that the God scarcely holds back
Ignite the horizon with their scorching breath.

Oh, vivid sun, you appear!
With its fields in bloom, its mountains, its thick forests,
The vast sea set ablaze by your fires,
The universe, younger and fresher,
With morning vapors are glistening with dew.

Daniel Elder (b. 1986): October Sun

The air is turning, stirrings of the breeze
an exhalation of a summer spent.
October Sun sighs.

Rays of daylight once rosy-cheeked with warmth
grow ever paler with the coming chill.
October Sun shivers.

The earth afire, now flares its gratitude
at life-giver in final grand display.
October Sun smiles.

Its last refrains a haunting melody
to echo fast away until the spring,
October Sun sings.

Claudio Monteverdi (1567-1643): Darà la notte il sol
(“The sun will illuminate the earth by night”)

Words by Scipione Agnelli (1586-1653)

Italian Text:

Darà la notte il sol lume alla terra
splenderà Cintia il di, prima che Glauco
di baciar, d'honorar lasci quel seno
che fu nido d'Amor, che dura tomba preme.
Nel sol d'alti sospir, di pianto,
prodighe a lui saran le fere e 'l Cielo.

English Translation:

By the night the sun will light up the earth,
the moon will shine by day, ere Glaucus
cease kissing and honouring that breast
wherein Love nested, and which now lies
crushed in a sad grave. The beasts and heaven
will greatly pity his sighs and tears.

The Aurora Borealis and Lightning


Ola Gjeilo (b. 1978): Northern Lights

From the Song of Solomon

Latin Text:

Pulchra es amica mea,
suavis et decora filia Jerusalem,
terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinate.
Averte oculos tuos a me
quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt.

English Translation:

Thou art beautiful, O my love,
sweet and comely as Jerusalem,
terrible as an army set in array.
Turn away thy eyes from me,
for they have made me flee away.

Stacey Philipps (1944): Aurora Borealis

Lyrics by John Van Alstyne Weaver Jr. (1893-1938)

Now each shimm’ring veil
Sea-greens and sapphires,
Jew’ld with orange fire
Floats from the star she pinned it to.

Derek Holman (1931-2019): Miramichi Lightning

Words by Alfred G. Bailey (1905-1997)

The sachem voices cloven out of the hills –
Spat teeth – in the sea like nails –
Before the spruce were combed to soughing peace -
They said a Goliath alphabet at once –
And stopped to listen to their drumming ears repeat the chorus round a funeral mountain.

Hurdling a hump of whales they juddered east,
And there were horsefaced leaders whipped the breath from bodies panting on the intervales.

The lights were planets going out for good
As the rancor of a cloud broke off
And fell into the back of town
And foundered there.

The Moon


Daniel Elder (b. 1986): Ballade To The Moon from Three Nocturnes

On moonlit night I wander free, 
my mind to roam on thoughts of thee.
With midnight darkness beckoning 
my heart toward mystic fantasy:

Come, dream in me!

How beautiful, this night in June, 
And here, upon the velvet dune;
I weep with joy beneath the moon.

​ The path lies dark before my sight, 
And yet, my feet with pure delight
trod onward through the blackened vale 
beneath the starry sky so bright.

O, share thy light!

These woods, their weary wanderer soon 
in awe and fearful wonder swoon;
I weep with joy beneath the moon.

​​ And as the darkened hours flee, 
my heart beats ever rapidly.
Though heavy hang my eyes with sleep, 
my singing soul, it cries to thee:

Come, sing with me!

The twinkling sky casts forth its tune:
O, must I leave thy charms so soon?
I weep with joy beneath the moon.
 

Daniel Elder (b. 1986): Lullaby from Three Nocturnes

Lullaby, sing lullaby,
the day is far behind you.
The moon sits high atop the sky,
now let sweet slumber find you.
Away,

The day is done, and gone the sun
that lit the world so brightly.
The earth’s aglow with speckled show
of twinkling stars so sprightly.
Away,

​ Where the sunlight is beaming
through a deep, cloudless blue,
and the treetops are gleaming
with a fresh morning dew.
Where the mountains are shining
at the meadows below,
in a brilliant white lining
of a new-fallen snow.

Close you eyes, breathe in the night;
a softer bed I’ll make you.
The trial is done, all danger gone;
now let far dreaming take you.
Away,

Where the ocean is lapping
at a soft, pearly shore,
and the swaying palms napping
as their swinging fronds soar.
Now the dark night approaches,
yet so soft and so mild.
Lullaby, sing lullaby;
Sleep now, my child.

Jacob Narverud (b. 1986): Lunar Lullaby

Poem by Kathleen Nicely

The moon settles in the dusky sky.
The gentle eyes of the north star
rest upon your sleeping face
and the heavens gaze upon you.

In this moment, I know;
You are not from the ground on which you tread,
but of the stars.
You are my radiant, my celestial child.

As night is drowned by morning
you remain at my side,
accompanying the sunrise
until night swells again across the sky.

Then, dreaming, you return to the stars.

Nicholas Ryan Kelly (b. 1986): The New Moon

Words by Bliss Carman (1861-1929) — “In Excelsis”

The new moon hangs in the wintry tree,
The spring rains march by the door,
The summer comes and the roses blow,
The mellow woods of autumn glow,
And love is more and more.

The seasons pass, the strong winds die,
The sunlight steals from the wall,
The glittering planets wheel and sink,
The tides return to the ocean's brink,
And love is all in all.

The Stars


Josu Elberdin (b. 1976): Izar Ederrak (“The Beautiful Star”)

Basque Text:

Izar ederrak
argi egiten dau zeru altuan bakarrik,
ez da bakarrik,
lagunak ditu, Jaun zerukoak emanik.

Zazpi aingeru alboan ditu
zortzigarrena gaixorik;
Zazpi mediku ekarri deutsez
India Madriletatik.

Arek igarri nundik dagoan gaixorik:
Amore minak badituz onek erraietan sarturik.

English Translation:

The beautiful star
That shines alone in the high heavens,
She’s not alone,
She has friends that God gives her.

She has seven angels,
The eighth is sick.
They brought seven
Indian doctors from Madrid.

One doctor says about the angel:
“This is the heartbreak in her soul.”

Andrew Balfour (b. 1967): Anang (“A Star”)

Ojibwe Text:

Anang, gii-piidagoojin
Baga kaasigewag anangoog.

English Translation:

A star fell through the sky towards me.
Stars shine brightly.

Kyle Pederson (b. 1971): Stars

Legacies of light
Ages ago, you spun light into the bleak
Ancient light falls on my eye
And I?
A star
sacred stellar dust
casting light out through time
In whose sky will my light fall?

Z. Randall Stroope (b. 1953): And Sure Stars Shining​​​​​​​

Poem by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

There will be rest, and sure stars shining,
Over the roof-tops crowned with snow.
A reign of rest, serene forgetting,
The music of stillness holy and low.
I will make this world of my devising,
Out of a dream in my lonely mind,
I shall find the crystal of peace, -- above me
Stars I shall find.

Randall Thompson (1899-1984): “Choose Something Like a Star” from Frostiana

Poem by Robert Frost (1874-1963)

O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud -
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.

Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn

By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says "I burn."
But say with what degree of heat.

Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.

And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,

So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.

Artist Information

James Hawn, Artistic Director

Photo Credit: Amy Violet Photography

Connor Elias, Collaborative Pianist

Photo Credit: Rebecca Fisher

Scott McKnight, Cello