A piece about the river bubbling?
Or the rolling hills.
Winter leaves rustling
Or springtime joy.
Piano speaking of a yarn spinning
Or the night sky in string harmonics
Or the conversation of a trumpet and a voice.
But the sound of time rumbling?
A piece about the essence of life?
A soundscape that captures all of love?
Rather than a small story?
The song of the harmony of the spheres?
Instead of tops spinning
Why associate higher symbolism to something
As temporal and recurrent as music?
Why project our ideas of what is worthwhile
and aim for every word we write?
Every note we sing, to be a masterpiece?
Instead of just being what it is for itself.
A temporal little being.