The arch in it’s fullness.
The covenant is sure.
No more will God flood the earth for it’s wickedness.
Enjoy the colors and their splendidness!
Music, you exist in the realm of expression.
You can maintain a soul in the midst of depression.
You can set the mood or be loud and rude.
You can be superficial or full of meaning.
You can pervert a generation or be someone’s inspiration.
The rhythm and the tempo.
The rise of the crescendo.
The improvisational flow.
That familiarity you know.
An expression of the human experience.
An endeavor and a continuing experiment.
Music, how amusing? Isn’t it?