Sitting In the Orchestra
I’m sitting in the middle of an orchestra…
The violins sing a sweet melody…..
Chellos behind them weaving a intense harmony that captivates my attention
Electric and bass guitars interweave their mystic duet
Percussion beats a gentle flowing, alarm clock, like rhythm
An Acoustic guitar singing in an oddy wise pattern making me bob my head in 3/4 time
Pianos play a vast interlinked lullaby of seemingly endless charm.
Suddenly a Section of Trumpets blares through the sweet melody and starts to help to unravel the mystery of the composition.
Flutes gently touch high notes unattainable to the others, making me smile…
Clarinets in there awkward beauty help the flutes declare there position.
Suddenly saxophones and tubas snap to attention, ready to play...
All of the sudden the gentle conductor stops this melodic and harmonious play and signals to the people that it is over…
Maybe I’m not sitting in the orchestra but It feels like it from here…..
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