The Oneness Zone

A Clear White Night Under New Moon

Calm, exalted, listening to one's inner
I could compare my music to white light which contains all colours. Only a prism can divide the colours and make them appear; this prism could be the spirit of the listener- Arvo Pärt

Alina is a one another " Achirana " for the inner lights refecteion from this cold white night ; A wordless and longest jurney from within, I had learned it since I drew a Leonardo protrait inside my first page of sketchbook, while I was a 10 years old boy. than I drew one of my protrait upon the right hand side togather, almost ran out four batteries inside a spot light, inside of my comfort alone, then went out for a new moon like tonight's.

I certainly keep in mind about how Leonardo's eyes has a similar feeling to me, what's I am will not be able to changed, even Who I am is quiet no fears and silence about my soul work.

The New Moon

Day, you have bruised and beaten me,
As rain beats down the bright,
proud sea, Beaten my body,
bruised my soul, Left me nothing lovely or whole
-- Yet I have wrested a gift from you,
Day that dies in dusky blue:
For suddenly over the factories I saw a moon in the cloudy seas
-- A wisp of beauty all alone In a world as hard and gray as stone
-- Oh who could be bitter and want to die
When a maiden moon wakes up in the sky? -- Sara Teasdale

posted by fusionlin @ 9:28 AM