vrijdag 8 oktober 2010

Fundamental practice

When words can't describe,
sound can.
The wind blowing gently, 
feeling fresh at the lips.
The sound,
slowly buzzing full of warmth,
strong of tone,
devoid of song.
Most fundamental practice.
The basis that is. The power of:
Ro Buki

1 opmerking:

Maria zei

Beautiful poem Bas! I like your new-look blog.

Hug, Maria