Saturday, August 7, 2010

the silent chatter of trees

Trees do not only grow in Brooklyn, they also dance gracefully to the melodic sounds of music aided by the gentle breeze on this balmy eve... Nature has come alive, embracing each concertgoer into its fold like a nurturing mother... Cocooning, whispering, dancing, singing, rocking and swaying us so gently that you'd think it was just the breeze. All the while the clapping of the crowd is all around you... it's like butterfly wings all flapping at the same moment - a gentle hum easily mistaken for something else but resonating much more deeply… so deeply in fact that deep down in your consciousness, their is a small fragment of you - an ancient all-knowing piece of you - that recognizes that this moment, this feeling, this night is so much more significant then just sitting in the park listening to a song by a great band but instead a unifying force bringing together great positive energy - binding unknown souls to one another resulting in a collective remembrance - memories that leave a permanent mark on that bit of you that will go on remembering no matter the passage of time and years and lives and places and galaxies.... A bit of memory that always was and always will be.

7/30/10 @ inspired by the Swell Season performance @ Prospect Park

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