Composition

Passing through distant meadow, with shrieks and chirps 
and rustles of brush. Without sigh to this sweet moment 
the light has called. Gentle ease of thought and care
passing on hidden stones. The orchestral commencement  
to rise and pass and hush. Ornate the ceiling of leaves 
and branch that cross to shelter the way. The glow and hue 
of concert lights now set the stage. With outstretched hands
and baton raised the great conductor begins the praise
to listen to watch and relish the day. Resounding clear and soft
absent of pretention. Each note expresses hidden meaning
to they that would listen. The pulsing breeze begins the song
a low melodic rumble. Then high above a single note of
the swallow’s harmonic solo. A gentle phrase of such delight
until gracefully taken by a mournful sparrow. 

Ponder the movement of sky above the clouds that encompass
the music hall. Each motion it seems to open a spotlight 
of rays upon the platform. The wooded room of open blue
is crowded with anticipation. As creatures of all shapes and size
draw near to contribute and listen. The motion of beats instructs 
the rhythm each graceful wave of the hand. The same composed
the requiem of heavens one-man band. The crescendo builds
with sharp thunder crash the light has gone away. Replaced by
the rain of chimes each drop a dissonant phrase. The wind howls 
with deafening tones, the emotion made clear. Until the last note
has sound and new light appears. With calming waves of subtle tones
the song is near the end. Returning to the sweeter sound 
the chorus of grace again. The lights fade a star appears
the composition to pause and the encore to begin.