One note reverberates and touches your soul in a deep unknown place before the next note follows;

African Drum

The sound of raindrops on the windowpane, the rush of the waves crashing on the seashore, the sound of the wind as it sweeps over the trees, the sound of the babbling brook. These would be the sounds that accompany my tender flute or my cello as it sends its melancholy notes wafting through my dreams and yours. Perhaps the haunting sound of a harp echoing over the mountains or the rythmic beating of an African drum calling across the Masai Mara. My genre of music would be heard in solitude, in meditation. It would inspire peace and unity with nature.