Power of Music

I'm listening to Oliver Shanti. Amazing musician. Music of the orient in my ear. A peaceful mind. My player is in my pocket and it plays a track by him. Short and sweet.

But those 2 minutes, stir something within me. Its a feeling. Its just there and will not go away. I had my book and my charcoal pencil with me. I needed to sketch out what I felt. The soft tap of the keys in the song brought out a visual, piece by piece. I kept hitting repeat until I had finished putting on paper, what I had in my mind.

The visual is to your right (not good, but I am not a sketch artist). The visual in my head, was in front of me. It was that of a man playing the piano on a cliff, overlooking the sea. Forlorn, just as he is in his heart. The clouds form the shape of his lover, lost to the heavens. A love lost. Lovers separated. It was what I felt when I heard this track..

... and then I decided to check the name of the song.

'Remembrance in separation.'

Music is powerful. It is not just sounds. It carries with it, thoughts. Music reveals colours of life to us, the dark and the bright. It can stir memories of our past, it can also show us the way ahead. It's about letting the sounds seep in, and that is what truly matters..