The Angelcy - The Call - Live @ Kol HaCampus

theAngelcy- Giant heart

The Angelcy - Dreamer

Antonio Zambujo & Bulgarian Voices Angelite - Chamatea

Joan Baez, Mimì Baez - Catch the wind

but the nightingale ( essence of music )

but the nightingale,
i rarely heard its
sweetness through thickets
and deadwood

but it called me
and i cried with longing
even listening to sparrows
fighting i remember the song

and now
walking my frozen land,
even now
it will melt my heart

T.S. Eliot, What the Thunder said, quote, first lines only

"After the torchlight red on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder of spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience"

Robbie Basho - Blue Crystal Fire

broken and walking easy

i am like a broken man
maybe cannot love anymore,
am tired of words
and soon of feeling

we are by now used
to tell each other:
you don't know how to love.
what is love when we talk?

i love the sky,
the scent of horses,
the evening call of crows,
trees and stones

It is easy,
i walk easy:
they do not want
to change me

They do not cross
my perception,
they are there,
so why desire
for them to stay

And the sound of life
flows in my memory
without pain,
without fear,
there is no cause for doubt

I understand
that we cannot be
like this, I cannot,
I am an obstacle

which you cannot bear.
I don't come  easy,
and you are not so gentle,
only in your dreams

and when i just am,
here or there,
not when i am me
who is just a man

though born of stars as you,
of wind and deserts
and rain, i must walk
around being me

Even I find this hard
at times, so i cannot
burden you with me,
maybe i better stay in the woods
where I am free
and innocent,
maybe.

I do not know.