When I close my eyes and listen to music, I mean really stop and listen to music...when I let the sounds wash over and into me...when I allow the instruments to strum and stroke the most delicate parts of my soul...I am moved in inexplicable ways.

As a lover of words, I must admit, there are times when words do not suffice. Only the quiver of a note could vibrate and make meaning in the atoms of one's spirit.

Australian author, Minnie Darke, captures this phenomena in her novel of lost and found love across many instruments, across many continents, and across many forms of love. This story reminds us during a time when words so easily build and break, that a return to music can be the return to love we need.

Feelings While Reading

-Reminiscence of all the types of deep loves I've felt

-Melancholy in recognizing a deep sense of loneliness I've once felt

-A desire to play and feel music

-A desire to purchase and learn to play the poet

-Encouragement to begin chasing my love and writing again