No cheating now. If you look it up on Google you will find three references (one would be this post), but see if you can guess without help.
“What is music? How can one define it? Music is a calm moonlit night, a rustling of summer foliage. Music is the distant peal of bells at eventide. Music is born only of the heart and it appeals to the heart. It is love. The sister of music is poetry and the mother—sorrow!”
This is a case in point that a composer's music can be anything that s/he wants it to be. In the case of this composer, the music this composer writes could probably not be described any more accurately, eloquently, or honestly.