Beautiful strings and piano chords support a poem I wrote after the tragic death of a little boy I taught some years back .
after the funeral
outside to inevitable
watching his eight year old mates release purple/
white balloons shrinking into a perfect blue sky
relieved children smiling laughing faces upturned sunflowers seeking
light warmth celebrating his life intent eyes on diminishing orbs
the aching eyes of every parent on their own
child seeing them disappear in an instant
from micromacro, 2006 © rob walker.
Thanks to Benjamin Orth from Hessen, Germany and Onlymeith the International Man of Mystery (aka Carlos Clemente from Madrid, Spain) for the samples and mixing.