The hopes
What is a boat moored on a sea of sand under a blizzard if not a hope?
I speak to you, I hear you
A melody sung by the wind across the desert and heard by a flute, a melody sung by a flute over the desert and heard by the wind.
Sunset and moonrise over Tizi n’Tichka
There is a place in the Tizi n’Tichka where I go every night to tend a garden while I fall asleep.
The garden of whispers
Listen beyond what one hears, look beyond what one sees to discover what has always been there.
A sing in the blue
It is so good to think back to love in times of melancholy: one feels a kind of I don’t know what, like a pleasure in feeling pain.
White Goddess on the tides
Under the footsteps of the White Goddess who crosses the firmament beats the heart of the sea
Dropping lights on the lake
There are clear, silent nights when you know that a spell has descended on the world.
One only destiny 1
We hadn’t thought and decided anything: we could have been someone else, we could have been some of you, we could have been one of our brothers and sisters who never came, we would have been different … but still we would have believed that we can not be anyone other than ourselves.
The nude night falls on the sea of dreams
A mind trapping dream into a dream.
A light from the abyss
You know what rises from the abyss, right?… don’t worry …… if it’s light it’s fine.
