The Fog Horn from a secret garden

"Wanderer above a sea of Fog" By Casper David Friedrich.1818

Many times confused in the foggy mornings about so many worlds present in every layer of days, i strive hard to clear my head from that evocative fog which was not just odd but the effort to erase it within me proved to be as a source of  reconnecting  strangely enough with that long forgotten  creations of writers, musicians, and artists.
Below i will be sharing an excerpt from Ray Bradbury's "The Fog Horn" with that a composition of Norvegian Composer Rolf Loveland and Irish Violinist Fionulla Sherry ..

"One day many years ago, a man walked along and stood in the sound of ocean on a cold sunless shore and said, " we need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships, I'll make one. I'll make a voice like all of time and all of the fog that ever was; i'll make a voice that is like an empty bed besides you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like trees in autumn with no leaves. A sound like the birds flying south, crying and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore. I'll make a sound that's so alone that no one can miss it, that who ever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns.I'll make me a sound and an apparatus and they'll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life."_Form The Fog Horn Blew.
The very lyrics in this composition open up with a tone of immersed nostalgia.. "I search for the sign that will set my soul free".....

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