Day 275 - Under the Stars

Tonight I saw songwriters perform under the stars,
Violin strings danced in the cool Autumn air,
Black and white keys rolled along with the beat,
The upright bass kept thumping away,
Cello players forced their bows to gently sway.
It was melodic, rhythmic and gentle on the ears,
So, I laid back in the grass and took it all in,
All the sounds, the notes, the moment created there,
Then just like my breath, I watched it all disappear.