A Year Later...

As I continue to play I listen to the music flow through out the area. Everything in its own way seemed to move and flow with the rhythm of the music. As I play I say one word that sums this all up.
"Enkotsu (Harmony)"

*i continue you to conduct, eyes closed, smiling. a solitary tear runs down my cheek. as the birds fly past, they seem to add to the rhythm, the harmony unbroken. the sea splashes up as if dancing with the music*