(in memory of Gordon Wright) I believe in the mystery of being, in the wholeness of life, and the spirit in all things. I believe in the tundra, in the forests, in the rivers, and the nameless mountains stretching to the sea. I believe in the music of the rising wind, the rushing water, and the bell tones of the hermit thrush ringing in the twilight. I believe we are relatives of the moose, and the swans, of the birch, the cranberry, and the wild rose. I believe that our destiny is to know our place, to live in peace, and to listen to the earth.             – John Luther Adams More writings of John Luther Adams Contact Bio | New | Recordings | Interviews | Writings Works | Calendar | Credits | Home