Give Me A Link Between Music And Art

Give me a link between music and art- a large canvas that in truth can impart an oil brush, leap out of mirrored age's dark something resonating with Mozart or Bach, give me compositions charcoaled in kohl, colours' burning feathery bright, like crests, like a red-hot poker searing my soul, wind and string instruments played in quartets. Give me choirs in accord, the sound of harps. Angels seated on nimbus clouds in arcs- eyeing a pianist in reverence, playing scores of songs in exuberance; evoking flames and flowers dying daily, dreams as heady as a mare dancing gaily over a valley, the mountain waters, notes ♬ and brushes—are swimming sea otters. I want real music that thunders and rains, not just cherry blossoms drifting down lanes. I want art that strains to be heard-not-seen, blended swapped over, only to reconvene.