I have music in my universe. Worldly music in mundane moments. Driving in the car, I hear the song of the wind through the windows. From my front door I hear the music of a train in the distance; it’s brakes singing a song of lonely longing and hopeful sighs.
I hear the power of leaves rushing in the wind, and the percussion rattle of acorns falling onto the ground.
Music…birds whistling from the cattails in our swamp, little frogs chorusing, bats whisking; tree to tree, rain dropping into grass, car tires swishing on wet pavement.
My musical universe wraps around my soul, brings me peace, brings silence to my heart.
Tilly Evan Jones 