Ode to Life

December 10, 2009
Start with the flutes
A slow chiming wind,
The air of a lullaby with sweet woodwinds;
Singing their monotone tune.
The conductor swings slightly faster,
Add in the brass,
To their tunes the saxophones add
A jazzy feel bouncing the rhythm to and fro
The snares add their bit
Tapping and rapping
The tempo increasing a gradual crescendo
Sudden deafness
A hold of a bass note;
In waltz the bells and chimes.
The slow happy tune
Of the spring time.
The woodwinds and flutes
Come dancing back in hand and hand
Giving harmony and melody .
From across the stage the trumpets dance again
Keeping a slow, slow concerto
Teeming with life.
With sound and with movement
And then the chimes,
The chimes toll a sad solemn tune.
The woodwinds slowly die .
The timpani’s begin to roar;
With a roar that began in the base of their throat.
The cymbals are raised high into the air
The curtain closes and there is silence.
The crowd gives no cheers in fact most are crying;
For the joy of the night was slowly dying.

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