Thursday, August 16, 2012

Transience

I have just been given some tender, blue freesias and their scent is exquisite. I keep indulging in their energy and it fills my soul as it dissolves into the air around. I brushed passed a lavender hedge earlier on and its aroma filled the few steps it took to walk past. Part of the beauty of playing music is the fact that the sound dissolves into the space in front of me and then echoes briefly in the acoustic, before merging into the world before.