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Beethoven

It has been called the greatest audio entity one could ever listen to; a song which
can pierce the soul of even the most dedicated music-hater: Beethoven's Ninth
Symphony.   Not only has it been designated thus; also, as one of the few truly
divinely inspired works, one which most men can only marvel at, as they wallow
in their appropriate humility.   These creations, however, are definitely not the only
aspects of entities beyond the scopes of men; there are far more examples,
which are seen every day, but often overlooked.  
I was walking outside, with this song echoing in the recesses of my mind,
on a dismal, overcast day in the Autumnal quarter, a day when where the streets
blended with the atmosphere, when one could hardly look up without feeling the
singe of the wind against one's face.   To me, these days have always conjured
up images of some distant, looming storm, some silent tempest which, if not
otherwise distracted will soon wreak mayhem and disaster on my environs.
This day had an intense air about it, as do others of its ilk.   This is most
likely the fault of the storm under which it is shadowed, as though it and its
inhabitants are uneasy and harrowed about the imminent predator waiting
overhead to pounce.
As the sky overhead swam with deeper and deeper shades of gray and
hopeless black, the song in my mind was reaching some vocal crescendo in the
fourth movement, a better foreteller of the gale I could not imagine.   While the
winds bullied and tormented the defenseless neighborhood, I started for my
house.
Unexpectedly, as the crescendo was losing speed, a quiet, pacific violin
entered the musical fray in my brain, and the entire mood of the symphony
mellowed, the winds themselves pacified, seemingly under Ludwig's fickle
dominion.   Thinking the storm had passed, I continued blissfully onward to the
meadows which were my destination.
Again I was assaulted, this time by a different part of the symphony; not
too long...