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Simple Innocence: Original Music by Ben Heine
Ben Heine's new music composition "Simple Innocence". In this track, Heine wanted to express childhood, purity, simplicity and innocence. The clip was filmed in winter in the Belgian countryside. Listen to this compo on YouTube (here above) and on Soundcloud (here below). Visit Ben Heine music website. Thanks to Isaline, Auriane, Manon and Celestine who sang the small choir in Heine's studio. Music composition, production, video clip and cover photos: © 2016 Ben Heine
Nomad: Original Music Composition by Ben Heine
Erik Satie - Gnossienne 1
© 2012 - Ben Heine

I took this photo a few days ago in Lessive near Rochefort, Belgium
The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10, which
has been provided to me by Samsung Digital Imaging Co., Ltd.
© 2010 - Ben Heine
A nice YouTube vid made by a Canadian friend and featuring some of my old and new portraits with a very moving melody by Maksim Mrvica (thank you Catherine).
© 2009 - Ben Heine
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One of my illustrations on paper
(black ink and watercolor)
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A moving poem sent
to me by Sana Iftikhar
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A song of me and you
With riddles that are no secrets to us
But make other weary
A song of me and you
With love and hope and joy for life
Senses elate with joy of making love
Hope of making it last a life time
A song of me and you
With celestial sounds that’s sweeter than honey
Introspection or just mere impulsiveness
The need grows as our song comes to life
A song of me and you
Like a tale of an ancient warrior
A Greek god maybe
With riddles that are no secret to us
But makes other weary
A song of me and you
With lyrics lingering on our skin
Tracing their way to each others soul
Embedded like stars in a deep blue sky
A song of me and you
Like a poem that tells a story
Of love lost and found
Of faith embraced and revered
Of hearts mingling with ecstasy
Of souls coming to rest
Let that be ... a song of me and you.
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By Peter S. Quinn
My search is through
Time and space,
To moments
They don't belong;
Each search has threads
To new ways,
Like a never
Ending song.
Thoughts wander
To clouds I see,
Drifting off from
Fields of view;
I have landscapes
Within me,
That I'm sending
Out to you.
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The Lake
By Edgar Allan Poe
In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less-
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody-
Then- ah then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight-
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define-
Nor Love- although the Love were thine.
Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining-
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake.
(Poem's source : pagesperso-orange.fr)
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The poem and photo appeared on hubzay.deviantart.com
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