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“When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily.” “There are things you can’t reach. But you can reach out to them, and all day long.

“Gray skies are just clouds passing over.” Nature is music, cicadas in the tropical night. The sea is music, the wind is music. The rain drumming on the roof and the storm raging in the sky are music. Music is the oldest entity. The scope of music is immense and infinite. It is the ‘esperanto’