One listen, and this was an easy and challenging one.

I went right in and let everything come forward. I like the idea of a rivulet being seen as a small thing, but it can be so much more and I think that’s part of what came through. If I were to work on this more I’m sure I could get that across well enough.

Willebrant’s “Rivulet” is from Stony.

I hope you enjoy.

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A story carries itself along the water and in deepened sounds. Sounds that carry a depth of field to them, that show distance and closeness, and along the water as it flows pathways of wimpled currents. Long hums draw slow and grow and shrink and motion and movement begets the passage of time. All is frozen in one contained moment, and all is changing.

Looking back and lingering through reshaping memories of moments unchanging, and joys that were once had can be had again. All calls out to what was and what will be, and through this all moments connect. All is continuous as one moving body, and all is marked with transition to the next stage.

The spread of nature holds itself vast and consuming. All is relaxed. All is pleasant by the water. Nature continues doing what it does and within that all sounds change and echo out. Some don’t echo at all. Bright hums draw long, and they disappear. Everything comes to a stop and the song ends.