Nimbus clouds gather as I walk slowly through the park. My mind filled with the worries of the day.
Bills to pay.
Work stress.
Family illness.
Romance struggling.
Too many other factors to consider at once.
I find the familiar bench and sit. Alone with my thoughts I close my eyes. Breathing deeply, trying to find my center.
Moments pass. How many? There is no way of knowing but slowly, gently the music begins. Closer and closer, gathering instruments.
Eyes remain closed but I know the musicians are close. They play magnificently, the stresses of the world melting away. Note after beautiful note lifting my spirit. I feel free.
As I listen, I feel the sun emerge. It's warming rays against my face. Bringing a second level of joy to my being. A complete and utter sense of calm envelops me.
The music continues as I surrender to it's beauty. Sun warming my heart, transforming something within.
I'll never know how long they played. The duration is irrelevant. I'll never even know if they were real. They may have existed only in my mind.
I do know that I walked back home in a gentle rain a changed man. No longer wallowing in self-pity I changed my life. I lived more fully. Open to each moments gifts. I found me and will always be grateful for that day and that experience in the park on that dreary day.
