Father And Son

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 29, 2014, in Songs and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. This reminds me of the time my son asked me if it was true that snails could sing.

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  2. This is a sweet song. It seems you are in a questioning phase. When you find answers the words you transcribe will be amazing I’m sure.

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