Over the past two years, Debussy's Claire de Lune has become my number one favorite piano piece.
It reminds me of a trip I took to Australia's Ayer's Rock, in 1989. The night sky in that place was blacker than any I'd previously witnessed. Far above, individually, each distant star's light was faint. Collectively however, each point joined together to form the outer bands of the Milky Way, a shimmering streak of radiance, the arm of our spiral galaxy.
Distant and surreal, it was very personal - as though I was peering through a thin layer of Cinnabon icing that an artist had spread across the back of my eyelids. I couldn't taste the icing, but it looked delicious, and I wanted more, much more!