Gemotions

He was walking through the park, enjoying the autumn air and the changing colors of the leaves. He was lost in thought, reliving a recent conversation. His heart was light.

Then, he heard the unmistakable opening of his song. He turned, and saw a string quartet performing it under a large oak tree. It was an elaborate arrangement, far more sophisticated than the original. He was very impressed.

He stopped, listening intently. A sensation of internal quiet filled him. He felt at home, in the music.