There's a beautiful song playing on a piano in the distance.
It echoes with the sound of a bird singing, chirping, squawking.
The piano is calming, soothing the ache and loss I feel in this hot, hot sun.
I tilt my head and ride the music up and down, as violins sway in, and lift me high above uncertainty.
I look down at my desires and accept forgiveness and contentment as they crash away in a beautifully chaotic crescendo.
It brings a smile to my face and a race to my heart to let the music in to heal me.
I will emerge from the playback stronger and sadder and wiser than before.
The scars will last forever.
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