I posted this in my sounds thread, but nobody noticed and I particularly like this one, so I wanted to share. Sound #8 - Symphony at Nick's Italian Cafe In the sun-bathed rooftop cafe in Dharamsala, the many musics of the town are hushed, and yet heightened by the vastness of the Himalayan valley and the still, dignified presence of the mountains. I can hear the murmur of a soft stream of Europeans talking about Dzogchen. In the distance, a carpenter makes temples and toilets. A playful breeze tickles my shopping bags making them giggle. Birds whose names I do not know circle overhead, chanting sutras and tracing yin-yangs in the sky. How I would love to join them, gliding through the valley with anonymous wings. The last wisp of early morning mist is still clinging to the mountain's apron strings afraid to be carried away by the wind. I am chewing ravioli in the sunshine and writing poems stained with tomato sauce. I hope they made you smile like a beautiful Himalayan morning.
I loved the whimsical writing. It gave me a vision of a very happy place, especially picturing a girl with ravioli filled cheeks in the sunshine. Big grin.
I loved the birds making yin-yangs part and: ^^ I like it when poems seem to be directed at people, as if it has a certain communicative purpose.
Someone said it had a great whimsical feel, and I agree...the ineffable comfort of being a speck in such an epic scene was conveyed very well.
