"Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one who'll guide you to the limits of your choice

But if you're in the eye of storm
Just think of the lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love."

Enigma-Gravity of Love

Music has always played a huge part in almost every aspect of existence. Some say music is the secret language of the soul, the clandestine nomenclature. It can influence a person's mood, it can calm a weary soul, it can distract and disrupt.

To me music and the moon have cognate qualities, especially when I'm listening to Angel X and Sandra of Enigma. There's that mood changing vibe that equilibirates the senses, thus altering the languidness into a serene state of contentment.

It chases away the weariness, offering an avenue of escape from  a chaotic world of never ending errands and things to do. It opens up new doors and provides a way of expression, whether a person is feeling sad, happy, agitated or simply bored. It  transports the listener and creates an invisible bubble of colorful energy.

I love listening to music, just as much as I love staring at the moon. But sadly I'm not au courant when it comes to the latest offerings of the countless budding popstars of today, sans Adam's, I know next to nothing when it comes to latest releases. I lean more into the proven and tested sound of yesteryear, my brother often tease that my choices are too old fashioned, to which I have a rebuttal, I say to him, it is so because I have an old soul, much wiser compared to his, he of course makes more fun of me, which I don't occasionally mind.

I turn to music when beset by frustrating situations it helps me focus. Music is a salve that soothes my often times weary soul. I crank it up when I'm frustrated and tone it down when I want to unwind and during night's like this, when sleep is elusive, I turn to music hoping that it would aid my path to a restful slumber.

And so, Enigma plays on.... until the Sandman finally arrives.