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LIBRARY: MUSIC
Just as we
call the clear richness of a particular instrument, “guitar”. Or like we
call the colorful voice of a certain woodwind, “clarinet”. We call the
buzzes and chirps of the outdoors, “nature.”
Nature
may be as broad a term as music itself, but in many ways, nature is music.
Nature is a sort of orchestra in which the musicians are animals, and the music
is life. This orchestra called nature is very special in that, no man will ever
be able to play the music it can.
Laugh
if you will, but anyone who has ever awaken during a cold winter night, and
heard the eerie cry of restless coyotes, will not. Nor will he who has taken an
early walk while morning birds chirped him along. Or the lucky soul whose taken
an evening stroll through a garden to the sound of a “cricket ensemble.
”These are songs that man can only enjoy, because you won’t find the sheet
music at your local store. Such composers as Rimsky-Korsakoff with his “Flight
of the Bumblebee”, or Saint-Saens and “The Carnival of Animals”, or Chopin
and his “Butterfly Etude.” They’re all wonderful attempts to simulate
something, something of a higher level of knowledge than man is not entirely
capable of understanding.
It is
man’s misunderstanding of nature which is causing him to distance himself from
it more and more every day. In a world where we are considered the primary
power, and continually growing stronger, it wouldn’t take much to lose our
minute understanding of this knowledge. And if man doesn’t do something soon,
he will lose it, forever.