Passer-by – PianoTweet no. 608

I feel like a passer-by.
Someone that’s part of all, and still completely on itself.

The time here in this life is limited,
but every ingredient is powerful and worth to be experienced.

Often I say to myself:
“Walk the path as a careful passer-by,
in a serene way,
realising that this very path is made
for just me and especially me.
Feel honored to be part of this opportunity”.

Passer-by – PianoTweet no. 608

Father and Son – PianoTweet no. 606

It’s one year ago my father died.
I miss him rather much.

In this piece I tend to express
the emotional aspects and complications
of both him as a father
and myself as his son.

And where we met.

My childhood and the early brightness,
so characteristic for that period:
his severe mind and behaviour in my early years
and the strong wisdom and love that shined
during his “later” years.

We had the opportunity to get closer
the years before he died.
We succeeded to share
many fundamental thoughts and experiences.

I’m sure this music reaches him,
right on to the site
where he enjoys a beautiful eternity.

Father and Son – PianoTweet no. 606

Wars – PianoTweet no. 604

Right before thinking about and recording this PianoTweet,
I felt bad about how heavily people are able to fight eachother.

I listened to the news, heard about all the wars:
I imagined how bitterness and hatred look like,
how people lose their lives, how they get lost,
I saw the shattered villages and cities.
The total destruction.

And again I wish that all art, all music, mine included,
could cure all this grief and anger.

Wars – PianoTweet no. 604