The Highest form of Art

The sweet sound of music captures my mind. It’s melody beckons me to a place back in time. I see bright colors and patterns; paisley, gingham, and stripes. It encompasses my brain and caresses my heart, It’s beautiful rhythm is a decadence of cadence. The beat causes my head to bob to and fro, and my body to sway like a tree in the breeze. The admiration I hold for that marvelous thing is higher than that which I would hold for a king. My life is music, and music is my life. We share a bond that could surpass any family ties. Our love is mutual and we shall never part. Music is the highest form of art.