Press play and then read on as I try...
It thrills my heart, my mind with the very first chord. It starts with an announcement, then, softly, slowly, it begins gathering strength...
There is a melancholy edge to it. And yet, there is something triumphant there as well. It tells a story, but that story seems to change every time I listen. It can be exciting, comforting, soothing, romantic, encouraging, or commiserative. I see sweeping landscapes, slow-motion glances from one to another, beautiful ballet across a stage. I see children laughing and dancing. I see Disney's Fantasia.. I see friends grinning at me across a room. I see loved ones sitting next to me sobbing into pillows.
As the dynamics swell and diminish, the scene changes, the emotion shifts.
Sometimes it depends on my mood, sometimes it enhances or changes it.
It swells in and out and around your heart, and then it drifts off into the stillness... but not without one last statement on it's way out.
This is the best I can do.
There is nothing quite like music.
And nothing quite like this piece.