The Concert by Lisa Linscott

The Concert

by Lisa Linscott

All is silent

Out of the silence

Notes drip onto the air

Causing ripples of sound

Faster, still faster they fall

Sweeping me away in their tide

Waves building in a roaring crescendo

Crashing and clashing

Rumbling and roaring

Then receding

The storm stills

The tide turns

The notes slowly trickle away

And I am left in the silence