The green elm with the one great bough of gold 
Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, -- 
The short hill grass, the mushrooms small milk-white, 
Harebell and scabious and tormentil, 
That blackberry and gorse, in dew and sun, 
Bow down to; and the wind travels too light 
To shake the fallen birch leaves from the fern; 
The gossamers wander at their own will. 
At heavier steps than birds' the squirrels scold. 
The rich scene has grown fresh again and new 
As Spring and to the touch is not more cool 
Than it is warm to the gaze; and now I might 
As happy be as earth is beautiful, 
Were I some other or with earth could turn 
In alternation of violet and rose, 
Harebell and snowdrop, at their season due, 
And gorse that has no time not to be gay. 
But if this be not happiness, -- who knows? 
Some day I shall think this a happy day, 
And this mood by the name of melancholy 
Shall no more blackened and obscured be. 
October
Edward Thomas

October

Andreas was born here in June on the beautiful planet Earth in a magnificent solar system. He is very grateful for this, and since then he has enjoyed all kinds of lively music, which plays an important role in his life. He thanks all artists and music lovers for allowing him to continue to experience his life with all its ups and downs ;-)

Music is a special kind of safe in which you can give free rein to your boundless creativity to continue to record positive events in life and process less positive ones. In this sense, time does not stand still, but music remains timeless....🎶💜🎶

Underground Techno and House Dj,Producer and Record collector.

October

Brian Gordon aka Echo Box