A fairy tale
Once upon a time there was a little boy with a croaky voice who reverantly sat down in front of a piano and started to sing. He sang about wars and knights, rivers and trees, moonlight and sun, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and about love. When he was walking through the lanes of his hometown he silently hummed lost in reverie. Even while he was climbing up the mountains he did not cease.
One day the little boy realized that he had grown up. He was faint and shy, and people did not listen to his ballads. So he left his hometown to become a scientist. But in his soul he kept the secret of music and poetry, when he entered the train leaving for the new town. One eye was laughing of avarice for money and pride. One eye was giving off tears of sorrow and pain because he left his family behind. He felt very lonely in the new town, and his sadness was enchanted to mysterious triads floating away with the wind.
The time passed by, and someday The Poet was sitting on the bronze balcony of his house looking at his wife blooming like the roses out in the garden, and his children playing there with castles in the sand.
The old man sighed and settled back to let eternity arrive.
created July 24th, 2006. This website is periodically updated. Last update: November 4th, 2008. I thank Brandon Buergler, www.brandonb.ch, for the live photos at DB64.