Music in Motion

 
I was young when I first saw that array of movement and color
That giant wall of sound reverberating through my ears
It left an impression deeply embedded on my mind and soul
Something that lingered in my heart for many, many years

It was physically demanding and technically challenging
But in those days I longed to improve and make the big leagues
Ensembles weaving together beautifully like poetry and music
Each part moving independently but as one unit at high speeds

Through the decades drills like Z pulls and disappearing crosses
Collapsing boxes, DNA helixes and other unique ideas conceived
From diamond cutters and meat grinders to full company fronts
From paper and pen to the stage you would have to see to believe

I remember sitting there in awe watching this music in motion
Embouchures kept in place while maintaining pitch and tune
Coordinated and synchronized timed to with such a precision
Amazing sights and sounds that still makes this old man swoon

Though I had some experience I was never able to make a team
But every summer I go and cheer and see new generations thrive
I witness the visions and creativities of others being made a reality
Like childhood kaleidoscope dreams and imaginations that come alive