muziek

Stories from beyond

lost sounds

After the rush

thoughts for on the road

after the rush
the chasing and swallowing
what we all did
where we went

being here
-bien étonnés-
taking steps that
who knows

after ruminating
resting the eyes
thoughts that surprise
especially me

the slope , the empty harbour , the shell corner , beyond the boulder , the calm

other muziek

ambu , might be june (voor Junadry)

a hole in Derreenacush (voor Tientje en Beara)

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