A beautiful sense of motion, music encapsulating movement, is like me trying to write about music. Similarly, (I hope and pray) I could capture a sense of the profound passion in my words as Lena does in her wonderfully expressive piano playing. Already in the first track there is, it seems, a symbiosis apparent, in that I sometimes 'play' my keyboard instinctively, and with as much integrity as I can muster. So too, does this musician play from the depth of her soul. That seems and sounds patently obvious. For this I wish I could dance, and yearn for my words to match the feeling transmitted. I wonder if Lena ever listens to a recording, as I sometimes read my words, and wonder 'did I really produce that?'
Un petit poème, does have a genuine sense of reflectiveness about it. Looking back in an expansive, quite positive and fond manner. If there are any regrets, they are petite and poetic indeed. Very touching and I have not even got to the goodbye yet (though I thought I had for a little while!). I'm glad I came back and made this a target of my intentions to return. The final track, makes me think of the mellifluous sorrow evoked by the memory of listening to my dearly departed mother and her collection of Chopin, which I feasted upon as a small child. How she would dance. How she would have loved this. How do I! Superb. Thank you.