The introuduction of Chopin's Prelude in E minor
is beautiful liike the free flowing stream of spring.
As soft and delicate as the wings of a butterfly.Crisp as a winter's night on the East Coast of the U.S
Bursting into a passion with striking cords that enlightens the heart,
almost like perfume that permeate through my entire being.
Somehow, so beautiful like the flame of my heart
that burns and glows for that soulful love for which I could
die.
Prelude in E minor, mystifying, romantic, and haunting as the
spiral red suitcase in the mansions of Red Butler's "Gone with
the Wind."
Prelude, forever nurturting my soul, and what my soul will evolve into,
I do not know,but the twist and turns and rythmic prose resemble the twisted grape vine of summer that gently crawls up the brick walls.