Music…
Have you ever wielded rhythm as a weapon …to whip rioting inner spirits? How about melody as a mallet … to mold your pain into shape? Have you held harmony as a hammer …to nail hubris on a cross? How about timbre as a tool …to tame your temper? Pity you! Try it sometime
Standstill…
There is a time when time inhales deeply to take in a breadth of secrets Then after a pause, it exhales butterflies – tiny bits of existence scheming the surface of freshly mowed grass. And bees – brave beings flaunting their buzz with vigilant eyes not fooled by false flowers There is a time […]
