A True Heart Is Waiting

TTBB a capella

Commissioned for Cantus and the Miami University of Ohio Men's Glee Club, A True Heart Is Waiting is about the weight of leaving and coming home, but also savoring the path along the way. I began work on it in 2005, during the early part of the Iraq War, and I was struck by the juxtaposition of the intense sadness of a soldier and his family parting, perhaps forever, with the intense joy of being reunited after a dangerous journey. The piece follows a sea journey and builds to the final voyage home, where"a true heart is waiting" for the weary traveler.


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L.M. Montgomery

On the Bay

When the salt wave laps on the long, dim shore,
And frets the reef with its windy sallies,
And the dawn's white light is threading once more
The purple firs in the landward valleys,
While yet the arms of the wide gray sea
Are cradling the sunrise that is to be,
The fisherman's boat, through the mist afar,
Has sailed in the wake of the morning star.

The wind in his cordage and canvas sings
Its old glad song of strength and endeavor;
And up from the heart of the ocean rings
A call of courage and cheer forever;
Toil and danger and stress may wait
Beyond the arch of the morning's gate,
But he knows that behind him, upon the shore,
A true heart prays for him evermore.

When a young moon floats in the hollow sky,
Like a fairy shallop, all pale and golden,
And, over the rocks that are grim and high,
The lamp of the lighthouse aloft is holden;
When the bay is like to a lucent cup,
With glamour and glory and glow filled up,
In the track of the sunset, across the foam,
The fisherman's boat comes sailing home.

The wind is singing a low, sweet song
Of a rest well won and a toil well over,
And there on the shore shines clear and strong
The star of the home light to guide the rover;
And deep unto deep may call and wail,
But the fisherman laughs as he furls his sail,
For the bar is passed and the reef is dim,
And a true heart is waiting to welcome him.

--Lucy Maud Montgomery

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