Rosa moyesii, Coroa des flores VII (huaguan)

In diesem Werk werden alltägliche Geräusche, zusammen mit Stimme, Vogelgesängen und den Frequenzen von Glocken in einer 4-Kanal-Komposition in Form einer blumigen Spirale vereint. Das unterschiedliche musikalische Material entfaltet sich auseinander und entspricht natürlichen Proportionen, ähnlich wie eine Blume, die wächst und sich entwickelt.

The Good-Morrow

By Johne Donne
I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.