Sweet tune

Closed my eyes.

Centered in the middle of this hollowed hall.

Where the audience seat overshadowed by darkness,

while a dim warmth light enlightens the center stage.

The familiar strings starts playing,

one by one, building an ambiance,

which promises a night to remember.

The organ gently played to perfection,

Accompanied with blissful harmony,

As quietly co-waltzing by,

the world turns still and silence.

Opens eye.

And all that's left, the sweet tune echoing.