Music is enough for a lifetime, but a lifetime is not enough for music.
— Rachmaninov
I dreamt of a high mountain. And at the top there was music. I woke up in peace and went in search of my Oblivion sheet. An arrangement for classical guitar. And having lost the track of time I came to see that I had conquered it.
The conquest of a piece of music is the purest form of attainment. Inciting no desire it makes you rich. And the melody is thereafter always sounding —even in the coldest silence.
My favorite passage from the piece:
I come to think I am never alone. Wherever I go my mind is mumbling a poem or a melody. With that alone I feel the richer of men. As Dylan Thomas said:
I who was rich was made the richer
by sipping at the vine of days.