Can you identify that sound? A single note; a vibration fills the air from floor to ceiling, followed by a hundred instruments — a thousand notes reverberate through the concert hall. An orchestra. It swells at the crescendo, then sinks softly at the decrescendo.
The violinists and flutists sing the high notes in the melody, while the cellos and bassoons hum the low harmony, and with every strike of the bass drum or chime of the triangle, the percussionists hold the entire piece together. Every note and beat is essential. Without even one of the crucial elements, Mozart falls flat, Bach skips a beat and Beethoven loses his thunder. A multitude of different pitches, volumes and textures must weave together to complete the musical masterpiece.
And so it is when living in this great country of ours. It takes many sounds, textures and volumes from each of us to blend and to get along with one another. I shudder watching these butt-headed dimwits riot. I’m certain their mentality could easily fit atop a pin head. Just think how many of us have the potential to blend and weave our talents and abilities to bring harmony and peace as opposed to evil doing. Just a thought.
