Dedicated to Kate’s healing, may this hummingbird song assist a speedy recovery. 

At the end of the day, when crickets begin their chorus, a chattering of hummingbirds vie for a last taste of nectar before sleepytime.

A variation on 4-chord construction at 1 4 3 7 intervals, using Trip Hop and Pop beats with acoustic tracks of piano and steel guitar, electric bass, and electronic synth. Very relaxing @ 60 BPM for that meditative creative wavelength in the alpha-theta zone.

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Hummingbird Twilight

Extracts from The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver by Edna St Vincent Millay 1892-1950
Recital from LibriVox.org read by Linda Leu

“Son,” said my mother,
   When I was knee-high,
“You’ve need of clothes to cover you,
   And not a rag have I”.
 
“There’s nothing in the house
   To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to cut a cloth with
   Nor thread to take stitches.”
 
“There’s nothing in the house
   But a loaf-end of rye,
And a harp with a woman’s head
   Nobody will buy,”  
   And she began to cry.
 
…

Men say the winter
   Was bad that year;
Fuel was scarce,
   And food was dear.
 
A wind with a wolf’s head
   Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
   And sat on the floor.
 
All that was left us
   Was a chair we couldn’t break,
And the harp with a woman’s head
   Nobody would take,
   For song or pity’s sake.
 
…

Looking nineteen,
   And not a day older,
And the harp with a woman’s head
   Leaned against her shoulder.
 
Her thin fingers, moving
   In the thin, tall strings,
Were weav-weav-weaving
   Wonderful things.
 
Many bright threads,
   From where I couldn’t see,
Were running through the harp-strings
  Rapidly,
 
…

There sat my mother
   With the harp against her shoulder
Looking nineteen
   And not a day older,
 
A smile about her lips,
   And a light about her head,
And her hands in the harp-strings
   Frozen dead.
 
And piled up beside her
   And toppling to the skies,
Were the clothes of a king’s son,
   Just my size.

The Ballad Of The Harp-Weaver

Fender Squire Mini Guitar
Irin Melodica
Yamaha Bass
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone
Garageband keyboard sounds and beats

Mind Meld

JIM ANDERS _Bombe

Qui Est Là

A great pleasure to accompany @walkingears
Original track:
https://soundcloud.com/walkingears/21-3-14a?si=abe301a3725e4399ba8d871c91687be7&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
(Opening and closing sections: flute duo; middle sections: soprano sax duo).

LOTUS MIX (WBE | WalkingEars [21 3 14])

Sometimes you have to break free from 'classical' strictures and do your own thing. 
Vocals, instrumental, arrangement, mix: Nadia Selvaggi
Music by Henry Purcell

Henry Purcell's Evening Hymn

Together Again

Jason - J.BoogZ Feat.PHZ TANX(produced By BoogBeatz)

[Verse 1]
A crack in the night sky no stars in sight
A whisper of truth cuts through the fight
Who do we follow where do we go
Shadows creep but the light will show

[Prechorus]
The world fades fast
But the Word will last

[Chorus]
Abide abide in the light
Step from the dark into what's right
Abide abide and you'll see
Love is the truth that sets us free

[Verse 2]
Lust of the eyes the pride of life
Promises sweet but they cut like a knife
The old world crumbles falls apart
But the light of His love burns in our heart

[Prechorus]
The lies will fall
But His love calls

[Chorus]
Abide abide in the light
Step from the dark into what's right
Abide abide and you'll see
Love is the truth that sets us free

Abide in the Light

Let it burn it between us

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The Ballad Of The Harp-Weaver

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