There is art
That touches on our brief existence.
Art so refined,
So naturally attuned to
Life, Existence, Experience and Death
That Explanation is a waste of  words.
To me, it is song:
Beethoven's 9th
Songs For Drella
O Superman
God Only Knows
Underneath The Weeping Willow.
All hyper human,
Super surreal masterpieces
Beyond my evaluation.
So, thank you composers.