Diary of a Dreamer

Soul Song

His fingers ran across the keys in lightning fast movements.

The music that he made was almost indescribable.

It was like he was God, and he was creating the universe before my eyes.

Every note, every sound, was like a star exploding to life.

It was breathtaking, and I couldn't look away.

All I could do was stand there, gawking at this human being creating something otherworldly.

But before I knew it, the song was over.

He stood, faced the crowd, and bowed.

Claps echoed around me, however I couldn't get the song out of my head.

I wanted to walk up to him, beg him to play another song.

But when I looked back at the stage, he was already gone, and another musician had taken his place.

The room was filled with more music, but it was nothing compared to his angelic tunes.

I never did see him again nor ever hear his music, but I didn't forget that last song.

And it was him that inspired me to begin playing too.

I understand now how he created the universe with only an instrument.

It wasn't his fingers that played the song, it was his soul.