Strings Attached
December 19, 2007Inspired by Susheela Raman’s “Voodoo Chile” at two in the morning:
Strings Attached
Strum me
Pluck me until it hurts
Create a forceful melody with your fingers
Find the right key that suits us
And play it all night
Flesh against wood
Sweat dripping
Separation between man and instrument
Will be unrecognizable
Art will be continued
Discover me in crescendos
Let me be at your mercy
Play me until it hurts
The rhythm will become the true master
The music will continue without tire
It will engulf us
It will consume us
Numb to all other senses
The need for the perfect composition
Will feed our drive
Delight will be found
In between
Each clef
Each bass
And each half-note
In each stroke
The rhythm will be rediscovered
And the song will continue on…
Copyright 2007 © RNLH
