MUSIQUES D'OMBRES

“The lonely night stretches out along the way.
Dawn is sleeping behind the shadowy hills.
The silent stars count the passing hours.
The moon grows pale, bathing in the deep night.”
(R. Tagore - The Gardener of love)


“This flute sings the music of wild flowers, of gleaming leaves, of sparkling water; the music of shadows, ringing with the sound of wings and bees.”
(R. Tagore - The lyrical Offering)

Extract LE_PROPHETE :