In XIIth century Europe, when reformers shake up the drowsiness of monasteries and cathedrals, when architects raise so-called gothic monuments, when thinkers reopen the road to knowledge, a few musicians of genius reinvent the repertoire: men here, writing for male voices, women there, composing for the nuns in their convents. Suddenly in France, around 1130, the breath f the Spirit worked miracles, when the most brilliant scholar set to music the poems that he had written himself, no longer for his church or for the entertainment of his close friends, but for a community of women, for their abbess who was none else than his wife. Then his sacred songs were transmuted into love canticles.
Guten Morgen Ralph
Wie so oft überschreitest Du mit Deiner Auswahl die Grenzen des Alltäglichen. Dein Post lässt mich an diesem befriedeten SonnTag in eine andere Dimension, der, der Wunder und Geheimnisse, wandeln.
Danke dafür!
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