In a discussion with a friend of mine, I realized why I love Bach as much as I seem to: his music is the best window on the universe. It works in a cold, mathematical - indeed - almost inhuman way. However, when you step back, it becomes beautiful and perfect in its own way. No other composer can build the world anew with each composition. No other composer can take a harpsichord, a piano, a violin, or a cello and perfectly encapsulate humanity and divinity.
The more I listen to it, the Sarabande from the second Partita in C minor, BWV 826, is one of the better proofs for the existence of God.