Silver Meadows by Victor Gogly

𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓼 is a journey through space and time, where the musician is a transmitter. Potentials unfold, passages open and communicate, weaving a constellation of suspended and introspective moments. He creates a landscape made of hope-filled shadows.

Morning light illuminates
Above my head, in my heart
Branches whispering and accompanying each step
They raise my gaze above
An air for the dancing leaves and curving twigs
Grey are the facades
Filled with warmth and anger
Unresolved emotions that can’t only contain
Despair
As the roving birds measure loneliness
The best is here
Sweep the whole power
Sweep the whole power
Break through elevation
We’ll celebrate
With a thin flower held by the fingertips
And dust swirling
The advent of the silver meadows