Bea Early


Desert Opera


Arias, music of the stars
Drifting in infinite night sky
Opera stage and desert sands compete.

Cosi Fan Tutti-faithless lovers
Tempting fate, betraying love's illusion
At the last.

La Boheme-Hope for redemption in a work of art,
Music, poetry, wine,
Love lost in consumption and death.

Work of Life-desert wind, rain, lightening, thunder
Opera for the Gods upstaging Mozart, Puccini, Verdi
All of man's most splendid work
confined, limited by time and space, wood and steel,
While Opera for the Gods goes on around us, before and after us into the endless night.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011
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