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| [ 1 ] parting clouds |
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| [ 2 ] running in the mist |
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| [ 3 ] rainbow bridge |
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| [ 4 ] gulls above the bluff |
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| [ 5 ] wind through the pines |
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| [ 6 ] sky off the lagoon |
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| [ 7 ] waves against the rocks |
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| [ 8 ] ebbing tide |
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| [ 9 ] kites flying |
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| [10] beach at sunset |
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Varsha Saxena
photo: chris leck
Varsha Saxena - second generation East Indian American, currently lives in
Palo Alto, California. In Hindi, her given name, Varsha, means "tiny raindrops,"
not unlike how her piano playing is sometimes described. Moreover, she freely draws
on her family's traditional cultural background in her piano creations.
Varsha has played piano since the age of ten, when she says she was inspired to
take up studies by a captivating televised performance of the legendary Horowitz.
Since then her studies have taken her through various periods in classical western
literature and on to contemporary piano stylists, like George Winston.
This, her debut recording, she dedicates to her family and friends.
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parting clouds -
invite us out after the storm
running in the mist -
thrown up by the surf, then walking and running again,
down to the surf line and back - the sea, so special in any weather
rainbow bridge -
we cross where the stream rushes down off the bluff - it gives
way to the ascent
gulls above the bluff -
hover, bob and bank off before circling around on
invisible gusts, whipping past us up the cliff face
wind through the pines -
when we reach the top whispers an eternal song without words
sky off the lagoon -
behind the bluff, protected from the wind, calm and deep,
it pulls us in
waves against the rocks -
on the seaside of the bluff, where the beach runs into
the headland... a drama never resolved
ebbing tide -
leaves myriad pools - microcosms of sea-creature fates, left to play
themselves out till the sea returns
kites flying -
in the afternoon bluster - children1s imaginations soaring, as
fragile as their tethered gliders
beach at sunset -
end of the day, after the storm, we return
