Symphonic Light

To Start

It was a wet, dreary night. I stepped off the train, walked down the street. There was a hazy fog in the air, and it was blisteringly cold. Sounds like a bad night, but I was on my positivity on rainy days kick. Where whenever it rained, I’d tell myself to see it as a delight instead of dismal. Growing up, my mom always said how awful it was whenever it rained, making me naturally correspond bad feelings with less than optimal weather.

Despite the cold, a song popped onto my headphones that warmed me up. A song I assumed was a new release from my friend Tony. I clung onto every word, every note, every pause between. As the song finished, I came back to, and wrote the experience in my phone. Flowing effortlessly. Art can impact us like that if we’re open to it, and “Summer Rain” (Feat. Madison Cunningham & Chris Thile) by Jacob Collier inspired these words. Funny enough, the song is quite sad, and but somehow inspired the opposite within me below.

Hope it resonates.

Symphonic Light

October 23, 2024

As I sit and listen to the sweetness,

I realize—In a moment of existential bliss—that I am ready.

Closed off in the cabinet for so long. To allow the bones to mend.

I’ve had a pocket, empty, and collecting dust.

A holy water fount dry of any liquid.

I close my eyes. Seep into the wooden bench upon which I sit.

I breathe in….

Hold it…

Hold it still…

I exhale—eyes widen.

My gaze upon the yellow leaves illuminated by bright streetlights.

Symphonic lights and vibrant sounds.

The music carries me out of the beauty back into reality.

I open the door, ready to give again.

‘Till next week, be well.
-Matthew

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