Wash my hair, mother,
this last time, the weight
of it in your hands,
how the light lifts it up.

Dry my hair, mother,
and comb it out,
pulling the morning's
warmth to the ends.

Mother, braid my hair,
your quick fingers turning
and turning beauty
into beauty, this last time.

-Athena Kildegaard
Text commissioned by the composer

Performers: Shruthi Rajasekar (soprano), Jessica Arnold (piano). Recorded live by Andrés Villalta in Taplin Auditorium, May 2018

Three Songs From Athena: I. Morning Song (2018)

Indian-American composer & vocalist. Please visit my website (www.shruthirajasekar.com) and contact me at shruthirmusic@gmail.com