Her Music
Her fingers danced across the piano. Like leaves showering down from the branches of a tree on a breezy day, the notes showered down on us. Her eyes were shut. She was part of the music. I too was hypnotized. My head moved with the rhythm and my body followed. Her music shook me up like the water that ripples when something new enters a still pond. Take me with you on this beautiful trail of notes. Fill me with your music. Her eyes cracked open a slit and a corner of her lips turned up ever so slightly as she gave me a glance and my heart melted and I drowned. I stood still for a while. These were the ending notes. I closed my eyes and tried to absorb them in their entirety. I placed my hand on my heart and sank back into the cushioned chair as the last note faded away. Utter silence. Where was I? What time? It doesn’t matter. Let me revel in this feeling, make it last, store it in my heart. In a few moments, I was slowly walking amongst the crowd that had formed, people ...