Some say music is love in search of a word.
Some say music is love in search of a voice.
Some say music is what feelings sound like.
Ever since the first time I heard Prelude, it dials me in. I get taken through the phases of anticipation, wonder, inspiration, excitement, joy, and an arrival into a deep sense of innate power and contentment the stresses of life tend to obscure. Every time...it's incredible and I'm grateful. It's one of those tracks I listen to on repeat and is my soundtrack of choice for bombing the 12-minute downhill at Chapman's Trail after it's consistent incline journey up to Realization Point, or coming to the top of the hill on I-36 to reveal Boulder and the Flatirons in their full glory as the descent into the valley commences.
So I know why this was my answer - a final gift for me to offer, for anyone who finds them self at my funeral ;)
...enjoy the power and beauty captured in this video...brings me to tears every time.