From the album "with love, from oluhu vol.1"
Illustration of the 118 WallyPower yacht by Rémy Bols (instagram.com/remybols)

Orchid

Pikaa - Orchids

Lyrics
(Intro)

(Verse 1)
I gave you spores, I fed you right,
I spoke to roots in dead of night.
My breath became the soft perfume
That clung to every sleepless bloom.
I touched the veil, I crossed the line—
A garden ghost by my design.

(Chorus)
I am the life beneath the bloom,
The ghost alive, the breast, the womb.
I did not stay to haunt or grieve—
I left to bloom. I stayed to leave.

(Verse 2)
I left no grave, I left no stone,
Just petals rising from the bone.
The mycelium whispers my name—
It drinks my grief, consumes my shame.
And now I hum in every vine—
A mother’s verse, to orchid’s mine

(Chorus)
I am the life beneath the bloom,
The ghost alive, the breast, the womb.
I did not stay to haunt or grieve—
I left to bloom. I stayed to leave.

(Verse 3)
Two names I was much more than proud,
Still echo deep beneath the shroud.
Lumen is light, Netta is tame,
Each rooted in my silent name.
I did not bloom to leave them be—
They are the ones who carry me.

(Bridge)
There’s no return, no last reply—
Just orchids reaching toward the sky.
But if you kneel, and breathe in deep,
You’ll find the secrets I could not keep.

(Final Chorus)
I am the life beneath the bloom,
The ghost alive, the breast, the womb.
I did not stay to haunt or grieve—
I left to bloom. I stayed to leave.


I did not stay to haunt or grieve—
I left to bloom. My will believed.
I knew I'd leave, and far too soon.
I left my life, so they could bloom.


(Outro)
I left my life, so they could bloom.

The Life Beneath the Bloom

This is what I can do every day: hear water. 7/26/25 Watering Orchids, Miami, FL.

Hear Water- Orchid watering

My Beautiful Orchids is both ode and observation — a tender study of nature’s artistry and audacity. Through verses of wit and wonder, it unveils the secret lives of orchids: cunning, sensual, and endlessly surprising.

From the Lady Slipper’s one-way path to the "Ice Orchid’s" weekly ritual, the song blooms with quiet insight and affection. Its melody lingers like scent in warm air — delicate, intelligent, and a little mischievous — just like the orchids themselves.

***** Lyrics *****

Verse 1
I learned about orchids long ago
Their glistening petals seem to glow
They bloom from their newer shoots
They last long, even without their roots

Chorus
Orchids are wondrous if you really look
They come in colors that would make you smile
They are easy sometimes, but misunderstood.
They just have their own exquisite style.

Verse 2
A Lady Slipper is one that lures—
Down a path that's one way for sure—
Not back up the way you came. The—
Way out is the back door of the game.

Others fling pollen like laughter,
A flick of surprise, a tease—
When a bee drifts just too near,
It leaves with pollen on its knees...

Chorus
Orchids are wondrous if you really look
They live by wit, cunning and guile.
They are easy sometimes, but misunderstood.
They just have their own exquisite style.

Verse 3
Some Orchids mimic the look of female bees
Pheromones drift on the warm, moist breeze
A male bee gently lands on one nearby—
He's out of luck, no matter how hard he tries..

Some orchids mimic sweetness,
And some smell of stuff that shocks
Beauty and deceit and meekness
All in hopes of tying the knot..

Chorus
Orchids are wondrous if you really look
They live by wit, cunning and guile.
They are easy sometimes, but misunderstood.
They just have their own exquisite style.

Verse 4
Some are called ice orchids,
The kind sold at big box stores
"One cube a week," the directions read
"Beauty made simple," but I do more—

I give mine a warm shower instead,
Let roots drink, drain well and rest,
Return them to their indoor flower bed—
That’s the spa day they love best.

Chorus
Orchids are wondrous if you really look
They live by wit, cunning and guile.
They are easy sometimes, but misunderstood.
They just have their own exquisite style.

Bridge
They deserve the myths we make of them,
And the strange ways they’re known
They’ve evolved-- to wait, to lure,
To live on what little nature loans.

Sometimes, when they bloom some day,
I think they’re dreaming of their forest
Humming silently—as if to say
We made it... as have all that came before us.

Chorus
Orchids are wondrous if you really look
They live by wit, cunning and guile.
They are easy sometimes, but misunderstood.
They have their own exquisite style.

11/12/2025

My Beautiful Orchids

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Album "with love, from oluhu vol. 2" out now

Juraj Kojš (Slovakia/USA). Miami New Times described his muscle-powered multimedia Neraissance as "striking and unforgettable," MiamiArtzine called his Signals "enthralling and immersive," and Miami Herald praised his Bang for the Train as "the most profound…unexpected and enjoyable."
Kojš’s commissions for acoustic, electroacoustic, multimedia and installation pieces include Meet the Composer, Harvestworks New York, Vizcaya Museum and Gardens, Deering Estate, Miami Light Project, Miami Theater Center and MDC Live Arts. His works received awards at Europe—A Sound Panorama, Miami New Times Best Off Award, Eastman Electroacoustic Composition and Performance Competition and the Digital Art Award. His research articles are published in Organized Sound, Leonardo Music Journal, Computer Music Journal and Journal of New Music Research. Kojš directs Foundation for Emerging Technologies and Arts (FETA) and teaches at the University of Miami’s Frost School of Music.

✨Merry Christmas to all of my Listeners. You are the reason I write songs.  I imagine the experiences you have or might have and how you  might feel and think. You are very important to me. I appreciate every single one of you. It is my most sincere wish that you have a warm, loving, meaningful Christmas. Amen.

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