And just like that LOTR + Ed Sheeran came to mind.
"I see fire inside the mountain..."

But it was Peter Hollens that made it into my permanent memory.

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Like a painted chapel
Built on painted snow

The spectacle is in the pause, the deliberate rest in the music that makes us want to know more, feel more. This is the foreplay of life, the wisps of touch that makes toes curl and hearts surrender.

There is no other magic than the light that is to come.

And so the prophesy came true.

Birds will sit still for you to observe the infinite detail of Life, of the magic of how the majestic crown was built drop by drop, cell by cell, from nothing but a moment of intimate embrace from which emerged the egg that asked for a nest to be made.

Parallel stars in syncopated dots. Gnarled twigs being brave. A young lad will come to you, Martin, to ask "where the light goes when you're gone" (c) ORACLE & Holochrome

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Oh I can hear fairy-tales buzz around, looking for anyone to start writing them down.

Autumn... the quiet Mittelalter of time. The Great Gray. The little bits of grace to put your house in order before the Winter.

Could this be more perfect???

Wait. What?
No shadow? No wind?
Just perfect light to show off my plumage?

Woah!

And the pagans would worship this majestic being, upon whose crown the sky would rest before turning down the light and letting the Sleep whorls tremble out of the graying leaves.

Sigh! My gratitude trumps envy. This is magnificent.

And so are the visions of magical realms remembered by children.

How once upon a time there was a little rock that made its home on a lake. Every evening in autumn, the water would go quiet and let the trees throw shadows on its face and turn it into a magic mirror. ...

Then?

Rainbow guarding the gold
Bands of life frozen in the stone
What can one chose?

Bryn: Well, both of course!

Oh boy oh boy!

Take out the green. Let the Red and Blue flirt with Black. Wait.

A face appears. Long. Stellar. Unfazed. And it darts away to pretend it was just the Milky Way.

What fun!

You must now believe, you have elves and fairies around you. You couldn't tame the lights so much that they form an iris over that Dancing Ancient. You couldn't have known before that you would freeze the world at the exact moment when the sky kissed the earth!

Oh that one little red thing screams and everything else gets muted!

The suffering is inevitable for the after-joy is contagious! Where else do you get to see the man-in-the-moon wearing shades?

To know before-hand, when you wake up, that today you will be led to that place where the elements align and spark magic... when you cannot really tell if you fully believe in the elements or magic... and then you come back with THIS!

Ah! the artist's ecstasy. Photographers? well, they ride!

Oh boy! This has got to be evidence enough that we share this physical-temporal world with "others".

I see Ents in love, singing the songs that are the stars.

Oh boy
#Pareidolia!

This is very good