It comes in different ways and forms.

It can be soft, fast, strong, slow, whatever — but when it comes, it just doesn't leave without delivering its message.

Its presence speaks. Not just to your ears but also to your heart and somehow into your soul.

It heals, breaks, calms, elevates, moulds your mind, and even has soothing abilities, depending on its form.

Always with the ability to address everything and anything. All it just needs to do is arrange its single parts to become whole.

I still wonder how it's able to act like a human such that if it meets you in any state; it reads you, keeps you company, and immediately makes you feel at ease.

It delivers a simple message in a way no one else can — somehow, just somehow, makes you escape reality.

Most people would say it's just a tool, but I say it's alive.

This isn't a person.

This isn't an object.

This is something I think no human can really fathom.

This is Music.