This piece was written after Dvorak’s daughter died.
It’s a beautiful piece of music, sad and dark. These days, we can see the Nepal tragedy as a little reminder of the abundance that we all have. It has nothing to do with money, it has everything to do with we perceive as wealth, and it’s a very personal and slippery definition.
Just like that, over night, your house can be destroyed, you can get injured badly, or even lose your beloved ones.
And even after the darkest of the days, a beauty can come up and grow. A personal evolution, a piece of art, a little leaf in a burnt forest. Life is one big lesson.
