a 21st century lover

the march of the orchestra

the march of the orchestra - December 8, 2023

Winds flow through me. Chills run down my skin like soft, cold touches. My hair flies with the breeze. Here comes the music of Zephyr that sings his tune past my ears. Quick slashes and violent invisible forces clash with me. And with the gales of the incoming storm come with their impending doom and gloom, I stand here. I stand to listen. Find the distinct sound. Sound of marching. Thunderous steps. The harsh whistling. As if I'm conducting an orchestra, I lead this march of giants to play their boisterous instrument to the tune of nature. Like the hurricanes, their sounds expand and splash. Like the earthquakes, their sounds permeate throughout the land. Upon sight, they do not exist yet still march towards us. Loud enough for us to glance upwards. It is as if the heavens shattered. Everyone is left in confusion. Everyone runs away in hopes of escaping the march. But I wait. Listen for each of the sounds of this grand orchestra. Listen as the booming sounds blend into 1 booming melody of explosive power. Their marches are heard in this Ides of March. Strike fear into others while mine are filled with melodic tunes. I feel the booms shake my very bones. I feel my very soul shaken and moved by this piece. And when I open my eyes, it's like I can see them on the horizon. Giant gods of clouds holding their aides at their side and trudging toward me. A sight to see such glory and awe. Their harmony brings their boom yet still plays their gentle songs. It is a blend of their angelic music and marching. I grasp your hand and hope that you see the same very sight I was blessed with. When the sun is overrun by these giants, everyone only runs away. But not I. I want to shower in their thundering cries and feel the sky cry upon us. Feel it move you. Listen and watch as you become ensnared by their power. Scream out your applause as they carry their march of the orchestra over us.