Notes float through the air.

It's unthinkable how much dots with stems can

change a mood,

a life,

a soul. 

The right chord,

the right instrument,

the right dynamics

make the song come

alive.

My lungs fill as the melody enters

my mind.

Soft, subtle rhythms resonate within,

urging me to dance.

Step by step, my feet move.

Arms spread wide, my body is elevated.

The world spins around me.

 Wood panels below becocme a

stage.

The lamp, a spotlight.

The environment transforms in front of

my eyes.

Within measures, I am faced with a crowd, 

faces beyod the eye can see,

lights as bright as the sun,

a stage as big as the sea.

Nerves so large,

they threaten to consume me-

But I am not afraid.

Notes stop coming

and the rhythm slows. 

My lungs fill once again,

with hope

love,

happiness,

confidence,

power. 

I sing.