Nachtmusik

When the sun takes its leave of the sky
a song begins,
with a long soft note of a cello string vibrating,
possibly in a minor chord.
Soon that note drifts away with the faint hum
of an oboe's reed as the last patches of color
fade from the sky.
When you can no longer see, a tympani heartbeat
pounds...
unseen...
It's your own, not knowing what is around you
or where you are going.
Next you can hear the crickets chirping their nocturnal chorus
in harmony with the low baritone solo of a nearby owl.
Your hands weave blindly through the tendrils
of lightless matter surrounding you,
trying to reach some instrument to strike up a chord
of brilliance to silence the night,
but this opus is unfinished.