Music to my ear

I'm following my music,
A sound thats calling my name,
I never open my eyes,
Cause i know i'm heading the right way.

The notes just dancing around,
Floating and teasing me all the same,
I was laughing and smiling,
For having the world all for me.

There are no words but just strings,
The key to every sounds it makes,
My hands were following it all along,
And i let myself float.

I may not be a musician,
Perfection is not everything to me,
Cause thats what life really is,
As if music is part of the world.

P/S : I make this poem while i was hearing classical music called Prelude from Bach's Cello Suite no. 1. I love the tune. It's refreshing and give hope for me.