Silence

Written for the contest "Silence."

Silence...
The beauty of music within itself.
When the note ends and the ear hears nothing but anticipation for the roaring cheer of the audience.
When the beauty of the note may decay into something sharp, foul.
Evil.
Dissonant.
When the musician holds still, instrument still at an attention position.
And then...
Silence is destroyed.
Broken by the ending of a piece,
or the much anticipated feeling of the next note in a melody.
Silence is no longer.

Reviews

[FallenRain]

wow unbelievable usage of words! you're a great poet!