Underneath the wonder willow, music holds meaning in its hands. Underneath the wonder willow, the heart nudges its nerves into the ocular cavity, takes to bloom, and lets you believe me when I say: They're hiding dreams for us on the dark side of the sun. Silhouettes of sound like windows breathing in the world that we will become.
I recorded myself reciting this piece and then spent forever making an animation to go along with it, only to find out you have to be invited before you can submit film/animation! Arg. Anyway, I put it up on youtube instead: [link]