tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749685.post2200033339970243636..comments2023-07-30T16:35:16.203+02:00Comments on Dwr Budr: like rainPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01949925990014480119noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749685.post-8430649528597673152008-06-02T21:18:00.000+02:002008-06-02T21:18:00.000+02:00I was watching the storm as well, with Arvo Pärt, ...I was watching the storm as well, with Arvo Pärt, on his part, creating a tiny storm in my eardrum. Even when the sun is shining outside he manages to create a bit of rain on the inside. In fact, storm and music share many features, powers even, in my opinion. What I especially like is how both can have you fall down on your knees in a surge of pure gratitude and humility. This is no religious feeling, it has no ecclesiastical meaning whatsoever. It is just a celebration of the senses, of having senses and being able to put them to good use. Makes you think of how religion once shared that same object of devotion, the same feeling of gratitude, until it was corrupted by time. Purity is a myth but it sure is nice to dream about it. And, Peter, taking your shirt off seems like a great start to me. "Ik wil naakt zijn en beginnen" a wise man from a very small country once said.Book Mouth Unzipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15287236743388952169noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21749685.post-73837538080661668862008-06-02T20:40:00.000+02:002008-06-02T20:40:00.000+02:00Drijf mee op die geurVer….weg……..veiligNeem ze in ...Drijf mee op die geur<BR/>Ver….weg……..veilig<BR/>Neem ze in je op <BR/>Heradem<BR/>Spreid je armen<BR/>Voel je kracht<BR/>En beleef.<BR/><BR/><BR/>(Had het lied ‘spiegel im spiegel’ opstaan<BR/>en liet het weerklinken in de tuin,<BR/>samen met de regen, de bliksem, de groene lucht).<BR/><BR/>L<BR/>xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com