Music heals my pain,
Of body and of soul,
Of the heart.

I will not let it be taken from me.
No matter how vast the desert of colour and art may be,
It will always be with me,
Even if only within me.

It brought me into the world,
And one day I may deserve to be a channel
Through which it returns to this world.

I love the certainty of each day being and knowing less,
Of having so much to learn
And so much to improve.
That is the only certainty.

Love for work and music
Makes everything possible
And bearable.

To love more,
To be kinder and more tolerant—
That is what I seek.

The world is so vast,
And yet this is where my world is:
In a little wooden house.

With my music.