The sun moves through leaves like thought through stillness.
Filtered. Gentle. Unhurrying.

Slow Light

The rock holds the wind like a memory.
Warm. Heavy. Alive.

Wind in the Stone

And there is nothing to say.
Not because words are lost — but because they’re not needed.

Where Silence Stays

Where the trail ends, the world becomes wider.
You are no longer walking toward — just within.

The Last Path

Not a crossing. Not a destination.
A place that is allowed to exist.

Between Before and After

The ground breathes.
You feel it not as sound — but as steadiness.

Beneath the Surface

No voice calls you forward.
No thought pulls you back.

Stay

Nothing Speaks Here

Duple Naše, simple way of saying Double Ours, it's doubly our responsibilty on what is happening to our world... we are almost at full Global Bypass, sitting idly while those in power take it all...

Duple Naše

misunderstandings , expectations and flaws of relationships 

Lucia

I make music to say what I can’t explain. Where words end, I begin.

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All instruments are real, played by myself. No AI.

Indie, Pop, Folk , Rock, Alternative, Analog.

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New tracks tagged #Subtle