This is what our home is made of, notes and music, words and poetry.

It is the rocking chair, the dim light, the cat and the song that made us cry.

The song that could speak on our behalf, the song that touched each other so profoundly, the song that for the first time in months made us see one in front of the other.

The beautiful song that triggered a majestic sequence of enchanted melodies, the song that invited our forgotten memories to dance lovingly, the song that made us feel in love again.

On the nature of daylight – The Melody