Symphony

I sit cross-legged in the dull shades of my room and heart.
A full symphony surrounds me.
This glorious music arose from behind the radio's speakers.
It has now enveloped me in its highs, lows, warmth, sadness, bright sections that come and go, and now...emptiness.
There is suspense, an all too common lull...
But not silenced is the song that gradually redevelops and comes back into focus with a single crying soloist.
The sad song continues from the near death it has experienced.
That lonely cry is met by another and dragged back to a place where the symphony and the one again meet. Then begins the cycle to repeat as the soloist is caught and lost in this symphony of my life.