Saviour

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When windows turn grey and bleak, when fear threatens, when dream people take a disturbing liking to poison, when there are so many when's as to gag a writer, there is a cure.
Beethoven !
And his sonatas.

Seeking a tempest to match a heart gone crazy ? Here comes the Apassionata sonata, op.57, n°23. Arrau plays it...ah but listen 1,2 3 (the last part is 'licious).
One night, it was raining, thundering, lightning. In front of the opened window, I was listening to this sonata, and its sheer beauty struck me like a bolt. More than beauty : it is humanity embodied. It's a mirror to our hearts in their wild longing to beat in harmony with both world and fellow hearts.
And joy : my teacher told me I could play it if I wanted to. The merlin, letting loose a piano tempest ! I don't know if I can do it, but I am more than willing to try. The amount of strength - emotional and physical - needed must be overwhelming, though. But musicians are wizards in their own way and so they can share their music with us.
Thank you, Beethoven, thank you, Arrau !