the music is all around you, all you have to do is listen

"Listen.

 Can you hear it? 

The music. 

I can hear it everywhere. 

In the wind. 

The air. 

The light. 

All you have to do is open yourself up. 

All you have to do is...listen."

–August Rush (2007)

Music is everywhere. It's in the wind. Blowing the grass in rhythm. Silvery. Like little chimes. It's in the air. If you listen closely, you can hear it whispering in the trees, singing in the branches. It's in the light. Everytime a sunbeam hits you, the music inside of it warms you inside and out. Real warmth.

"You know what music is?

God's little reminder that there's something else besides us in this universe."

–August Rush (2007)

Music is not a collection of notes. That is what it is made of, not what it is (Narnian stars). What music is cannot be put into words. For how can one describe love, life, magic, and beauty? It is something that cannot be described, only can be felt inside. Deep inside. 

It is the closest thing this lowly world has to magic.