In the silence of the snowfall, a single streetlamp casts a pool of light which seems to freeze the flakes in mid-fall;a young child swirls and turns in the spotlight like a clumsy ballerina in slow motion, arms outstretched, trying to catch a tumbling snowflake on the tip of her tongue.
Sunlight sparkling off the crystal fountains, the faint whiff of jazz in the air, the bounce in your footsteps, the tang of Spring. It's that softness in her eyes that sets your heart soaring ...
Above the rippling, lapping ocean waves, a sea bird gently glides in ever increasing circles upwards, ever upwards, riding the thermal that will take her home ...
The birdsong in the park, the roar of city traffic, the flutter of your heartbeat - they're all symptoms of life's eternal longing for itself. Chill out. Relax. Become the still centre of your turning world.
This orchestral piece conjures up all the drama of a solar eclipse - the hush before the blackout, the eerie calm of darkness in the middle of the day, and then the triumphant re-emergence of that distant sphere on whom our fragile lives depend.