My yonder wild still calls, don’t get me wrong; some days its Sirens all that fill my ears.
Just / Air
joy and grief collide
wind chimes sing to me from the backyard this late winter morning
crying eyes cast downward
This canvas was not meant to be pierced.
a lot of nerve – #SoCS
Different is good
Waitin’ for Moby to Show
There’s some up top and some below, Just waitin’ for Moby to show (Huh!)
There’s beauty and there’s danger here – Split the ice apart!
God is not dead
God is not dead, nor doth He sleep
Enough. Fall down!
on advent – v
Please, bring some tidings.
The Ultimate Ben Christmas Music List
In case you need some ideas to freshen your list and/or want inside my holiday brain.
Creatio ex nihilo
a lone voice asking its questions innocently, plaintively, into the void.
a work of unbroken openness – part 3
let connections define gaps
a work of unbroken openness – part 2
Look at all those holes…
a work of unbroken openness – part 1
rhythm of another kind
overnight rain is ~ thoroughly thrumming ~ without meter ~ or rhyme
a symphony of sight – no sound –
as silent fires above abound
88 keys for a reason
Is there room for classical expectations and contemporary frontiers?
good for your brain like music.