Music of the ocean

The touch of a finger on a piano key. The birth of sound. A ringing note runs along a trembling string and is lost in the echoing bowels of the piano. Another note flies after her, it is thicker and longer. More and more. A melody grows out of the confusion of notes, it rolls like a wave.
Music is like the ocean, it is just as huge, it is just as deep. And you never know what lies in its depths. It absorbs the waters of hundreds of rivers and seas, but no matter how dirty they are, it is reborn again and again in its original crystal purity.