Einde Bloeiperiode

3 september 2026, Hedy

Kleine Dans van een Torenvalk (Falco tinnunculus)

2 september 2026, Hedy

Huw Montague Rendall & Elisabeth Boudreault sing "Pa-Pa-Pa-Papagena" (Mozart: Die Zauberflöte)

 

 

Gebed voor Bomen

3 september 2026, Hedy

A Grain of Sand - Frances Ellen Watkins Harper

 A Grain of Sand

Do you see this grain of sand
Lying loosely in my hand?
Do you know to me it brought
Just a simple loving thought?
When one gazes night by night
On the glorious stars of light,
Oh how little seems the span
Measured round the life of man.

Oh! how fleeting are his years
With their smiles and their tears;
Can it be that God does care
For such atoms as we are?
Then outspake this grain of sand
"I was fashioned by His hand
In the star lit realms of space
I was made to have a place.

"Should the ocean flood the world,
Were its mountains 'gainst me hurled
All the force they could employ
Wouldn't a single grain destroy;
And if I, a thing so light,
Have a place within His sight;
You are linked unto his throne
Cannot live nor die alone.

 

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (1825 - 1911) 

 

A Grain of Sand – Piers Connor Kennedy | Sylvia Leith and Christian Lane

The world-premiere performance of Piers Connor Kennedy's new song for voice and organ, "A Grain of Sand," setting poetry of Baltimore native Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (1825–1911). A Grain of Sand – Piers Connor Kennedy (b. 1991) Commissioned in 2020 by the Emmanuel Commissioning Project, Emmanuel Episcopal Church, Baltimore, Maryland. Sylvia Leith, mezzo-soprano Christian Lane, organ

Do you see this grain of sand
Lying loosely in my hand?
Do you know to me it brought
Just a simple loving thought?
When one gazes night by night
On the glorious stars of light,
Oh how little seems the span
Measured round the life of man.

Oh! how fleeting are his years
With their smiles and their tears;
Can it be that God does care
For such atoms as we are?
Then outspake this grain of sand
"I was fashioned by His hand
In the star lit realms of space
I was made to have a place.

"Should the ocean flood the world,
Were its mountains 'gainst me hurled,
All the force they could employ
Wouldn't a single grain destroy;
And if I, a thing so light,
Have a place within His sight;
You are linked unto his throne
Cannot live nor die alone.

In the everlasting arms
Mid life's dangers and alarms
Let calm trust your spirit fill;
Know He's God, and then be still."
Trustingly I raised my head
Hearing what the atom said;
Knowing man is greater far 

Than the brightest sun or star.  

 

Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen – Gustav Mahler | Sylvia Leith, mezzo-soprano; Christian Lane, piano

 

Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen – Gustav Mahler | Sylvia Leith, mezzo-soprano; 

Christian Lane, piano

0:00 Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen (Songs of a Wayfarer) – Gustav Mahler (1860–1911) 0:08 i. Wenn mein Schatz Hochzeit macht 4:10 ii. Ging heut morgen übers Feld 8:38 iii. Ich hab' ein glühend Messer 12:21 iv. Die zwei blauen Augen von meinem Schatz

Ging heut’ Morgen über’s Feld

German source: Gustav Mahler 

Ging heut’ morgen über’s Feld,
Tau noch auf den Gräsern hing;
Sprach zu mir der lust’ge Fink:
„Ei du! Gelt? 
Guten Morgen! Ei, Gelt? Du!
Wird’s nicht eine schöne Welt?
Zink! Zink! Schön und flink!
Wie mir doch die Welt gefällt!“

Auch die Glockenblum’ am Feld
Hat mir lustig, guter Ding’,
Mit den Glöckchen, klinge, kling,
Ihren Morgengruß geschellt:
„Wird’s nicht eine schöne Welt?
Kling! Kling! Schönes Ding!
Wie mir doch die Welt gefällt!

Und da fing im Sonnenschein 
Gleich die Welt zu funkeln an;
Alles, alles, Ton und Farbe gewann!
Im Sonnenschein!
Blum’ und Vogel, groß und klein!
„Guten Tag! Guten Tag!
Ist’s nicht eine schöne Welt?
Ei, du! Gelt? Schöne Welt!“

Nun fängt auch mein Glück wohl an?
Nein! Nein! Das ich mein’, 

Mir nimmer, nimmer blühen kann!