Baroque... Oh Music Sweet.

The sound of baroque fills the air the lively beats one can hear as senses reel to music sweet elves dance upon imaginary leaves . The orchestra reaches crescendo shattering crystals of chandeliers on high staccatto beats .....the doe skids across the icy field as snow cascade down from cypress trees. Violins squeak ...Trombones blare mandolins vibrate the inner ear. The harp thrills......soft ripples along the narrow stream, fish jumping into sunbeams. Cymbals clash , a metallic crash...splintered timbers caught in lightening flash A silent throb...the music dims... a cool beeze flows over the hills soothing, drawing all into a warm embrace calming the spirit , slowing the pace. The music wanes...... delicate snowflakes stuck to window panes A Grand finale......twitching nerves that long for solace. Silence now as the music stops. Peace follows music sweet.... into dreams. Baroque music lives on....do not weep. Sleep now ....sleep.