My symphony of words is lacking. The tone and pitch are fine, but where is the emotion? The soul? The feeling? I am conducting, but something is missing. They tell me my music is beautiful, but I do not see it. They tell me my message is clear, but I do not understand. Why am I unable to truly appreciate the sounds I create with my instruments? My ears, are they going deaf? No, it is something else. What of my heart? How does it fair? Perhaps that is my flaw. My heart is not in my music. What is a passion without heart? Passion. That is what is missing. My passion for my music has faded into nothing but an interest. I will change that. I will continue to conduct. I will play until my heart’s content. I will rekindle this flame and I will hear my music once more. I will feel the words that once made me whole. One day.
