A simple note
I will share one simple thing tonight.
One thing that makes my world right,
one thing less
than the rest,
which soothes the beast.
When you sit in a car willing motion with tension
as minutes roll creeping along,
driving your feet into the floor
too uptight to be bored,
listen to music, or sing a song.
“Let me hear a ‘concert F’”, the band’s instructor said.
A single note, simple enough, I thought in my head.
First, five tubas ‘boomed’.
The students followed, each in turn,
with separate, and sharp complexity,
each scaling multi-directionally.
I held my breath to capture that sound
unlike any mere words can relay,
in a room full of chairs
up high on the stairs
alone and unseen and astounded.
It’s like standing in a rushing wind
which blocks out all of your senses,
feeling your features
wash off your face,
and leaving you bare with grace.
Fellow writer at Enchanted Oak has made a challenge, for every post written on Simple Things, and sent to her site, her family will donate 2.00$ to Haiti relief. Find her HERE and let her know. This is my contribution.