Blog #7 Lisa "Esther's Song"

This is from a story I started 10 years ago:

Esther walked the practice room halls in deep thought. The building had a new-building smell of carpet and paint; yawning hallways lined with sound-proof rooms all closed but one. The cracked door allowed the melody to escape and she experienced the music being played with pent-up fervor. Esther was drawn to the room but stood outside – back pressed against the cool wall frozen and compelled to listen to the beautiful song.

The musician was playing from a passionate place. It was a melody Esther had never heard, but her heart knew it well. Though the song was unfamiliar and unwritten, it resonated with her. She was seduced to stay as her heart sang the wordless lyrics. Esther closed her eyes as a salty tear slipped to her lips; her heart exposed and melting as the song played on swelling with every note.