My Soul Recognizes Musical Brilliance

My soul recognizes musical brilliance well ahead of the rest of me she might leap with joy at a melody I have not noticed But I notice her leap, and then pay attention of course. I often ask my husband “what genre is this?” for he is the musician. I am a mere bystander; I do not even clap on rhythm. My soul, however, she is discerning to the utmost degree. She swiftly flies from do not hear or notice to I LOVE THIS MUSIC! I do not think she hears the words, I know I don’t. But when a melody catches her heartstrings, stand back. She is on fire with the joy of it. I love that about her; for then I pay attention too. Recognizing it somehow, maybe in a past life?