QUARTET

Suspended in a glass of light,
enclosed by a dark soft hammer of silence,
rhythmic threads of gold and silver sound.

More thickly coloured lines
weave below the surface, adding texture.

Brilliant in the darkness
they play, these four,
intertwining, overlapping, underscoring.
Harmony of mind and movement.

Music to my eyes and ears
soothes, subdues surrounding darkness.

The music ends.
They leave, these four.
Lights dim.

I stand alone
in the glass darkness.
Empty.