Saturday, June 13, 2026

The Singer and the Song

The song begins with rainfall…lightly drizzling while rumbling thunder progresses slowly into the distance. A piano tinkles minor keys in the background, adding mystery to the somber night.

The volume of the piano builds as the rain fades away. The thunder wanes into a low rumble…nearly non-existent, but the repercussions can be felt for miles.

A soulful voice joins the tinkling piano, adding lamenting lyrics of a spent and banished love and the painful dream of searching for them again and again and again…

Their voice unlocks a distant memory of loves both lost and found.

A wandering bass line cuts through the sadness. A quartet of strings picks up the tempo and adds a jolt of reality and resolve to the lover’s woe. The singer pours their life blood into every line, cutting the listener to the bone and soul. The painful story must be told.

Slowly the voices of a harmonious choir join the fray as a lighted stage appears in the background, their voices moving to crescendo in unison with the lonely singer, building on the melancholy yet adding a tinge of hope.

They add resolve to the singer’s wounded soul, compelling them to rise again in search of a new love...one that will bring them back to life and fill their empty hearts with joy again.

The rising cacophony of sounds reach their glorious peak, growing louder and louder until they are almost unbearable to the ears…then….

Silence

In the spotlight a violin quivers a low tremolo as the jilted singer lowers their head in surrender. Deep in their soul they know their lover is gone forever. No more to be in their arms. They must make peace with their loss and move on.

The choir stares at them from behind, eyes and faces fixed as they wait for the singer’s final words. The singer delivers the last line with remnants of hope dripping from their lips, melting their frozen heart.

After a penitent and patient pause, the crowd stands and cheers the broken soul, applaud mixing with tears of remembrance for lost loves, broken dreams, and hope for the future.

The stage grows dark.

The curtain closes.

But the song goes on and on and on…