Passage

Halfway Home
Halfway Down the Path, I turned and looked Behind
The Strangest things, did come to Mind..

Born a Daughter, Dreamed I could be King
Would I be a Mother, would I wear His ring?
Crossroads are many, seem to never End;
My Velvet Memories, All that’s left to Tend..

And it’s Snowing, snowing Now..

Each Footprint in the Snow,
Though Time may have Erased,
Does not Negate, the Many Miles
I walked to Find This Place.

Halfway Down the Path, I now stare Straight Ahead
Filled with wonder, partly Dread..

If I take a Wrong Turn, will there still be Time,
To Seek the Answers, I have Yet to Find?
I should be Going, No Time to Delay,
Yet the bags I carry, Seem heavier Today..

And it’s Snowing, snowing Now..

Each Footprint in the Snow
Will have to do for Now
Together We will Find Our Way,
And I’ll get Home Somehow.

And it’s Snowing, snowing Now..
A.S.

 
“Ann’s work is emotional. Intense passion…a fulfilling listening experience. Gentle and moving.”

 
“One soothing and beautiful song after another. Ann has a solid command of technique and rich melodic sensibility. She aims for your heart, and hits the mark every time.”

 
“After playing Passage a number of times, I am still struck by the sheer magnificence of Sweeten’s compositions. Sweeten maintains her musical integrity with touching compositions that bring a deep sense of peace to those who really listen – exceptionally lovely music.”

 
“Tender, heartfelt solo piano compositions reminiscent of George Winston…Through her delicate fingering, the listener finds a gentle respite from the stresses of a busy day in this musical sanctuary that provides the blessed gifts of relaxation and peace. So lower the lighting and drift slowly and gracefully through these melancholy remembrances of the “Passage” from fear to love. Recommended for lovers of solo piano music”