Sound flows piercingly through the air.
A wave of warmth slaps across my face,
And douses my clothes as it moves
Down
My body.

The harmonies and atonalities
Cause my heart to
Flutter
With arrhythmia.

As the bow continues,
My calm is slowly replaced
By fiery passion;
Hot,
From the slapping of the waves.

I am soaring,
I am free.
Watch me.
Listen as I express
My inner voice.