Beauty in Sound

If you haven't already seen The New World, I'd advise you to go see it. It is a retelling of the story of Pocahontas and John Smith, that actually isn't a retelling, more of a true-telling. And, in addition to the stunning visual beauty of this film, it also has beauty in its sounds. Take this clip here: The New World. The last minute or so of the clip (you do have to crank the volume up a lot) has the most beautiful sounds in the world, to me, that is. And it's not a musical score - it's nature sounds. It's the sound of water lapping at the shore, insects chirruping, frogs singing, wind blowing through leaves, and a whole host of other sounds that I can't identify as anything else but wonderful. I've never heard it's match in real life, I've only heard disjointed bits and pieces, never all the sounds together in the same symphony. I could listen to that sound all day, all night, all year, and never grow tired of it. It reminds me of home, of sitting outside on the porch soaking up the last rays and warmth of the sun on a summer day, a closed book in my hand, forgotten in favor of listening to the orchestra of life all around and yet unseen in the gloaming. Sigh. I want to go home.