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Ode to Nico
ein stimme bist du nicht
vielleicht ein frau
die durch
Das wald weint
zwichen meine traumen
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
a voice you are not
perhaps an equivalent
of a woman weeping
keening forests in
and between my dreams
through open voids awakenings escape
finding fossils from your throat
invoking all that lies imbedded
In your lap I lay
sing me your lullabies
show me there is
dignity
yond grief
in death
knowing
ethereally
all emptiness
has sacred
purpose
https://youtu.be/3SR2VwE47r0
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vielleicht ein frau
die durch
Das wald weint
zwichen meine traumen
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
a voice you are not
perhaps an equivalent
of a woman weeping
keening forests in
and between my dreams
through open voids awakenings escape
finding fossils from your throat
invoking all that lies imbedded
In your lap I lay
sing me your lullabies
show me there is
dignity
yond grief
in death
knowing
ethereally
all emptiness
has sacred
purpose
https://youtu.be/3SR2VwE47r0
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
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Author's Note
Have always loved this lady, her voice is unique, no wonder she became Lou Reeds muse.
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Today 3:29pm
Beautiful ode Rianne.. though know not much if western music n their greats.. I will dig them sure .. I loved how you wrote this succinct n such profound truth.. of death n beyond.. of the eternality .. of the sacredness of cosmos .. that’s all in us in way we art n sing n sync .. light love ev xx
Today 3:50pm
Dear Uma,
Thank you for your graceful reflections on this poem. You have captured it all in your observations. There is a sacredness in sharing, in grief, in art, song, poetry, The cycles of becoming are beckoning within them. Sending you much much love. Gratitude for the list add.
bright blessings
Rianne
Thank you for your graceful reflections on this poem. You have captured it all in your observations. There is a sacredness in sharing, in grief, in art, song, poetry, The cycles of becoming are beckoning within them. Sending you much much love. Gratitude for the list add.
bright blessings
Rianne
