The music did not belong to any particular category. It was ubiquitous, and in spite of the periodic variations that could seem impulsive and lovingly intrusive experimenting, it was symphonic in its own way, and assertively accompanied by the wind.
It was soothing, uplifting and awakening at the same time. Often it felt as if thousands of nodes had lost footing on their sheets and were blown hither and thither, while cheering and boldly making their sounds. Their excesses did not change the general appearance. The keynote was held and you felt clearly the conductor’s virtuously overview and sublime inspired directing movements.
It swept rhythmic its long breaths into the sand, and kissed your bare feet.
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