Kissing The Sky
Information:
- Source: The Wonder of Music Notebook
- Key: D Major / B minor
- Measures: 48
- Parts: Cello and Piano
- Duration: 2:58 min
- Pages: 4
“Tough toenails, tiger. What you want and what you get are usually two entirely different things.”
By Nicholas Sparks; Three weeks with my brother
When I look at my past, I smile at all my accomplishments, but I also frown upon my shortcomings, hoping they won’t get shorter. When I take a closer look at my present life, it energizes me and foreshadows, with impressive precision, what’s to come, that is, if I choose to imagine it.
But I also know that the future can be terribly uncertain, and that there is no way around to avoid life’s struggles. That is why, moving forward, the past is almost always a rotund NO, the future is an energetic YES, but the present without fail is an insipid MAYBE.
I think of all the people I have met in the past, I think of the ones I consider close friends and the ones, well, not so close, and I do a mental inventory of whom I wish to bring with me into the future. That is the beauty of choosing friends, I can be as selective as I want, with consequences perhaps, but with zero penalties.
Isn’t great?, I reason, I get to choose the kind of future I want, I get to make decisions base on what things will be better for me, I am in full control. I’d kiss the sky if I want to. I’d imagine my life in the future is perfect, nothing is out of place. I feel the luckiest person. And for a frail moment, I also think that I can live forever, why not? I foolishly reasoned, I’ve worked so hard to have a perfect future.
But there is a conflict between the future and the present. The future being colorful, unrestrained, untamed, and the present, well; wise, grounded and cautious. For instance, there is a desire inside me that tells me to move forward, to always look into the future, and when I do, I imagine myself and everybody around me happier, with a much more brighter outcome.
However, life always gets on the way and when I think all is going well, the well equip present tense is there, to remind me of life’s vulnerabilities, and because the present tense has been proven to be an excellent intruder, fighting always for attention, it reintroduces in my mind memories of a painful past, draining out of me valuable energy; even if it is only as a warning to be cautious.
The future; even though, I know it will end somehow… someday, I should await patiently until I succumb to the inevitable. The past is already gone and forever, and the present is fading in front of my own very eyes, even as I write this words. Isn’t it fair to say then, that the future is what I can count on?
The music I am presenting with this letter is a reflexion of the nostalgia of the past, the happiness I can count on the present and the expectations for the future. All the colorful contradictions of time in one place.
I marked the music as an Andante, the measures on page one tells me to move forward and not be afraid, but as I play bars thirteen to twenty four, there is a moment of hesitation, oh so very slightly, and there are questions, so many with no answers; similar to life itself. But again, with no preamble, as I move forward into measures twenty five and on; things get brighter, and everything goes back to normal till the end, hopefully, till the end of time.
Enjoy!