Ever wonder how the mind of a musician functions away from the instrument?

How euphonic music is produced to the rhythms of routine,

Or how the harmony nature lays out transforms in the head of a concert pianist,

Who can precisely echo mood, setting, and movement using his refined keys;

How a beat and melody is kindled from observing passengers,

Animals and humans as they busily hustle by?

Well, when the composition is seconds away from beginning,

and you hear complete silence, absolute nothingness:

as the world comes to a temporary halt in order to wait and see;

If you feel anticipation building with every second,

Reaching it's peak when the maestro raises and lowers his arm;

If you hear the thundering loud crack of a bat interrupting the still scene,

Followed by a crescendo of cheers, cued by the movement of persons:

Each person coming together to add to what is the harmony of the game—

As the song breaks from each measure, breaks from each pitch

The piece becomes more intricate, more complete, more fulfilling;

If you can become one with the highs and lows of the piece

Then you have seen the music in the life of a baseball player.

And many more compositions await your experiences.