A ballerina sways on the dance floor, B Minor. A strong stroke of sunlight slides down on the wet glassy grass, reflecting upon the morning dew into brilliant flashes of light, G Major. Each and every single musical note holds in itself a painting of life that unfolds every time I play. The flute, to me, is not just an instrument. It is the pen that writes down my adoration to the miracles that God has created in this world. It is the brush that colors my life to its fullest, a shade of gold here, some strokes of blue there. It raises me up whenever I fall down, C major. It heals me whenever I’m broken, D major. It gives me a place where I can escape from this world’s whirlpool of work and adversities to cry, to laugh, to hate, to forgive, to be myself, F sharp Major.
LilCookieJar ~ Bao Nguyen
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