Listen to Oskar Schuster’s, by Gizeh

Vladimir’s blues, by Max Richter
It tells a story without words. The piano speaks
the notes jump through your ears, leap across the page
they put weight on your shoulders and force you
down down down
gently pushing your ear to the ground
to hear
yet more music

vibrating through the earth
it swoops over your body
like a low flying bird
a wave of crystal clear water

Music is so beautiful,
mere words cannot even begin to explain
the enchanting phoenix that takes flight inside of my chest
when the notes dance through my body
to form a song

my head rests on a silver cloud
my ears are coated in gold
honey flows through my veins

music one of the realest forms of magic