Gemotions

The bustling art gallery, filled with chattering people, became a quiet oasis when the pianist began. It was a classical arrangement of "Whispers of the Wind," originally composed for a single violin. David, the composer, stood frozen, the melody washing over him like a gentle wave. He felt the tension in his shoulders melt away. The pianist's interpretation, with its delicate touch and soaring passages, was exquisite. Tears prickled at his eyes, an almost overwhelming swell of affection for the music, for the moment.