The Symphony Within

I close my eyes, I hear and see as the

symphony consumes me. The strings,

the wind and percussion in turn, and

in concert together come into play as

the maestro gyrates waving his magic

baton. Violins take the lead as viola,

cello and double bass plumb the depths

of melody underneath. Soon, the wood

wind and brassy horns ensue with a ping

ping violin pizzicato to accompany. And

I sail up, up and away, a lark ascending

heavenward on crescendos of tonal bliss,

emphasized and intensified by the kettle

drum—Boom! Boom! Ka-Boom!—

rhythmic synchrony of my beating heart.

I didn’t need to pay for my front row seat.

Chris Hanch 4-25-19