I turn the knob slowly
The volume crescendos into an elevated and lively sound.
I hear angels harmoniously singing the soothing melody.
I can see them.
Their glowing halos shine and their graceful arms carry out the magical tune that
Fills my ears with sweet, pure joy.
I can feel their golden hair graze me as each distinct
Note drops down to me in perfect rhythm.
Their delicate wings fly them.
They play their instruments; tranquil and calming; but with a merry feel.
Suddenly , the chorus of Saints dies down their voices
And the last key of the piano is struck,
Sending my happiness to a distant place,
Never to reach me until the angels return
With the song.
By,Emma Nanamaker December2007
