SWAN SONG
The beauty of music alone stands the test of time....society follows trends
in both printed and physically created art...Music alone speaks for
itself...one need not have an 'ear' to be moved by music, one need only let
go and feel...
Many have greatly encouraged me to continue to try and play again...but my
'ear' is gone....how I cried (how can one explain this to a non-player) when
I first drew the bow...how I wept when I discovered that regardless of my
efforts the war had taken something else from me...
Like the warmth of the sun on a spring day the Cello 'speaks' to the
player...like the birds the Cello spreads the joy of life....I hear neither
the birds of spring nor can I hear enough of my cello to continue...I will
weep when I sell my Cello...but is it really mine...it should after all live
longer than I...in that there is joy, for another can bring it to life and
share the message...
But a Cello is a thing of beauty...not something to gather dust in the
corner of a study...it needs a player to sing out...to shout its'
message...a message of timeless music...
If this sounds silly or foolish then you have never had and then lost
something special...something that is part of life...something that is
beautiful...something to be shared....for me it was a Cello....
When you feel the sun on a spring morning or hear the song bird or see the
first flower of the year...be glad you're a cellist....share....
JWS
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