When the hills have been married to the sky...(Philip Glass - Trilogy Sonata - 1. Knee Play No.4 from Einstein on the Beach)

I'd like to go to a site when the hills have been married to the sky...

At the top of the mountain where I could touch with my hands, with my fingers the clouds...

The grass is so green...the wind is so insistent and the swimming of the thoughts go all around as notes of piano...

the clouds run so fast, I'm in a dream or not ?

I'm crossing the river with a little boat... I've to reach th other shore...I'm almost ! I row, I row, I row... more and more fast...

I dive and I swim, and I touch at last the shore...I arrive I touch water or sky ?

I admire cloudscape, and rays of sunshine light up and heat my face... My hairs fly with the wind and I see ! I see what can I do in my life !