The organ is a sonorous shadow made up of sound and silence.
Even when played at full blast, the organ has something of velvet and silence. A well played organ is the instrument full of innocence.
The organ for the temporal order has not yet been invented.
The organ says: harmony of harmonies, all is harmony. Gregorian chant says: vanity of vanities, all is vanity. Both are sublime.
The stained glass window displays color the way the organ plays sound.
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