in an effort to slow down and hear the sounds...
i learn a new instrument.
nothing is new here, i have dreamed in several
instances of playing my own beautiful, dramatic songs.
i wake up to the longing of wanting
of hearing more.
then i got to feel, hold, touch and play
my dream comes to life.
holding the wooden creation is that
of a natural feeling, i would imagine like a child.
the bend in my fingers "just happen"
and i keep perfect posture.
the sounds are soft and inviting
with each bow i can see the future.
now it is time to sit down and focus
on the songs i was born to compose.