Without the sun, the colors of fall are muted, a bit dull. Music does for the soul what brilliant sunshine does to a stand of autumnally hued trees: it blazes them, brings them to life, gasps the human heart.
Music connects the world together, past, present and future. At present, past music reaches forward to us, instructs of its time, while current music sends its messages forward to the future. Along the timeline of life dances music, uninhibited, its stories shared.
From music flows the yearning and hope for everything we care about and long for in this world.
Music's language, like gently curling ribbons, flows in and out of our lives, from the tiny nursery where a mother nurses her cooing infant, to the world stage where the virtuoso massages the hearts of the audience.
Music's inspiration alters the quality of our undertakings, deepens them, enlivens them, betters them.
Music's balance, precision, and understanding mimic the best of humanity, expose the creativity of God.
Music lifts our hands to the face of the Almighty and rests them there, in promise.
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