Sunday, December 11, 2011

why i am partial to stars...




i love everything red at christmastime... and i am partial to stars... 
perhaps because they sing:

In the darkness something was happening at last. A voice had begun to sing. It was very far away and Digory found it hard to decide from what direction it was coming. Sometimes it seemed to come from all directions at once. Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them. Its lower notes were deep enough to be the voice of the earth herself. There were no words. There was hardly even a tune. But it was, beyond comparison, the most beautiful noise he had ever heard. It was so beautiful he could hardly bear it. The horse seemed to like it too; he gave the sort of whinny a horse would give if, after years of being a cab horse, it found itself back in the old field where it had played as a foal, and saw someone whom it remembered and loved coming across the field to bring it a lump of sugar.


"Gawd!" said the Cabby. "Ain't it lovely?"

Then two wonders happened at the same moment. One was that the Voice was suddenly joined by other voices, more voices than you could possibly count. They were in harmony with it, but far higher up the scale: cold, tingling, silvery voices. The second wonder was that the blackness overhead, all at once, was blazing with stars. They didn't come out gently, one by one, as they do on a summer evening. One moment there had been nothing but darkness; next moment a thousand, thousand points of light leaped out: single stars, constellations, and planets, brighter and bigger than any in our world. There were no clouds. The new stars and the new voices began at exactly the same time. If you had seen and heard it, as Digory did, you would have felt quite certain that it was the stars themselves who were singing, and that it was the first Voice, the deep one, which had made them appear and made them sing.

— C.S. Lewis, from The Magician's Nephew



15 comments:

Emily said...

your images and lewis' words. it's pretty much my favorite combination.

Catfish Tales said...

Lovely - and a tin star painted in red with gold flecks was all I bought at the German Christmas mart to hang above my tree. Adore Lewis too. What a master of soul, mood and words!!!

Elizabeth said...

I read that book so long ago, and it was wonderful to remember it. Thank you --

Loree said...

That was wonderful and beautiful I love red too at this time of year and I think that when the angels sing it will sound like the starts are singing - if that makes any sense.

LauraX said...

Perhaps you are drawn to stars and their singing because you are bright and shining my friend? And red, well, it is such a joyful color.

sending love

Rick said...

I can see why you love stars - a great piece from CS Lewis !

O Holy Night !

S. Etole said...

Wow! Just wow!

lilylovekin said...

I've never read any C.S. Lewis, I just may have to-this was lovely.

Misty said...

possibly one of the under-rated-est lewisian scenes ever.

love you (and have missed you. i'm trying to stay abreast, i promise...)

Fernando Santos (Chana) said...

Belas fotografias...belo texto...Espectacular....
Cumprimentos

Tracy said...

Singing stars...This was such sweet reading, Leslie. :o) Happy Week ((HUGS))

Jodi said...

Sniff.... thank you,friend this blessed me.

♥ w o o l f ♥ said...

stars singing, there's a thought. when the sky spills stars such as described here, it truely feels like a chorus up above...
ha, cs.
n♥

Nancy said...

I can't wait to hear the stars sing again. And I'm all about the color red--my standing rule of fashion: When in doubt, wear red!

Kateri said...

I had forgotten that part of the creation of Narnia--Aslan singing the stars into being. Lovely. I need to reread those books!