Moved to Tears


Moved to Tears

In the concert of our lives,
sometimes those minor changes
make tears blur our eyes.
Perhaps something was just too beautiful
to comprehend dry-eyed.
Maybe it was too painful,
too hopeless,
too unkind…
and we hear the music of strings surround us
and our eyes pour out our souls,
so everyone can see it, and everyone knows.

Sometimes we play in the symphony;
we sway and lose ourselves,
in the beauty that surrounds us.
But sometimes, we are asked to sit
beyond the orchestra pit,
a mere observer, swept away by the next movement.
In the audience, we are in passive awe
as the music crescendos,
and our tears, from that deep place, begin to flow.

If I could play the cello, I would strive to be first chair,
with my eye on the conductor, playing my heart out;
simultaneously from the audience,
I am being moved to tears,
by such an impassioned solo.

Karima Hoisan
June 14, 2008
Karak, Jordan

*Footnote: I felt this way when I was flying into Amman at 2am, the first time back in 9 years. The sprawling city looked like diamonds, with a thick gold necklace traversing the broaches, and pins. So beautiful…..then tears:)

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7 Responses to Moved to Tears

  1. daleinnis says:

    Beautiful and lyrical… we play the music that brings tears to our eyes.


  2. Scottius says:

    I can see how that image would overwhelm you…glad you captured it in your words!


  3. Hoyt Heron says:

    At times being the observer is more powerful than being the producer. A wonderful thought! It seems as if I’ve seen those eyes before.


  4. ronald174 says:

    Your poem was a symphony itself. Powerful feelings, crescendos, dips, Emotions hitting air pockets. Music itself bypasses the head and enters the “heart” directly. Your astute description of how the emotions-and point of view-shifts between player and audience member. I played the “cello when in grade school and into high School. At best I was “workmanlike”. But I listened to every Red Label RCA symphony recording I could get. All the great composer did that-shift point of view of the musical perception. That was quite a precise description, I think. Beautifully put! PS-I love the photo of Amman at night!


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