When the Sky is Crying

About this piece

One evening in Tennessee I was standing on the porch with my son watching the mournful sky. I had just moved here and the weather was very different from my New England life. Then the rain started to fall in bursts that grew to a downpour like I had never seen before. So I said to my son ( now composer Patrick Lee Hebert ll ) "Look son, the sky is crying." I went to my piano and penned this on the spot as the storm raged. A wonderful memory. Very exciting under the fingers. From the album " Laments, Dreams and Visions" 2017