And here goes another collabation...
Poetry written and read by @yahialababidi, music done by yours truly.
Made at 432hZ and interwoven with a plethora of refined frequency programming, there's some serious secret sauce that went into this soundscape. (So be sure to listen on the best quality set of headphones/speakers you can get your hands on!)
Enjoy the ride, and may your soul be uplifted through the sonic journey or word & sound... :-)
► Listen to "Dawning (feat. Yahia Labadibi)" on DSound
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Dawning
There are hours when every thing creaks
when chairs stretch their arms, tables their legs
and closets crack their backs, incautiously
Fed up with the polite fantasy
of having to stay in one place
and stick to their stations
Humans too, at work, or in love
know such aches and growing pains
when inner furnishings defiantly shift
As decisively, and imperceptibly, as a continent
some thing will stretch, croak or come undone
so that everything else must be reconsidered
One restless dawn, unable to suppress the itch
of wanderlust, with a heavy door left ajar
semi-deliberately, and a new light teasing in
Some piece of immobility will finally quit
suddenly nimble on wooden limbs
as fast as a horse, fleeing the stable.
© Yahia Lababidi
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