…imagine a marshland, with tall grasses and mist hovering over the water…a flock of enormous swan-like white creatures descend upon this stage…turn into maidens, dressed in long white linen gowns…sing their song…turn back to birds…and fly away…
With this in my mind, I sat myself looking for the right poem…and I found Joyce
lyrics: J. Joyce (Chamber Music)
arr: a cappella SATB choir, a cappella female choir
dur: cir. 3 min.