The song makes its imprint
in the air, making itself felt,
a felt world. Here, there,
the stunned silence
of knowing I will not remember
what I heard;
futures that will never happen,
a fluidity we cannot achieve
except as a child
creating possibility.
This is the untranslatable song
hidden in the earth.
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Untranslatable Song [
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great title.
you really know how to make more out of less, moka. Good title, good image and great songs.
Thank you.
Your two last post,
Perfect…
thanks
thank you :]
I’ve only very recently fallen back in love (again) with all things RHP and MK… and could not agree more with what my fellow comment-people say above me… the title made me smile very big smiles indeed. Wonderful Moka, just wonderful - and that’s a very sincere wonderful sent all the way from Glasgow, Scotland. Aye.
C.