By Marilyn Jones, Schoolcraft’s Poet Laureate
Mere mortals are poised, as the maestro
Lifts his baton in readiness,
The anticipation builds as the French horns
Blast forth the sunrise
OF EACH NEW DAY.
Critics await, scrutinizing for flaws
But can only marvel at perfection,
As scarlet rays break through gray clouds,
The allegro reaches, grasping for the pinnacle
ON THIS GLORIOUS DAY.
The pianissimo of strings emanates
A tapestry of azure skies,
The piccolos bring forth the trill of birds
Then a cacophonic sound of the awakening world
FOR EACH UNIQUE DAY.
Preparing for contrasts, the timpani rumbles,
The pleasant melodies disappear as
Deep throated sounds from cellos prepare us
For the approaching storm
ON A THREATENING DAY.
Necessary transgressions of life
Blow over in a fraction of time,
The marimba conveys lighthearted busyness and
The oboe proclaims clearing skies, as we
HURRY THROUGH THIS DAY.
The bassoons alert us to the sunset
Awakening a kaleidoscope of slumbering hues,
The harp fills the horizon with crimson streaks
Blending a sweet mixture as the sun disappears
A DRAMATIC CLOSING TO ANOTHER DAY.
Some folks never noticed as they hurried on their way
The awesome production taking place before them,
Tickets come dearly to this extravaganza
A drum roll for the miracles before us
ON EACH BEAUTIFUL DAY.
The conductor never seems to falter
As he leads his orchestra with finesse,
Talent and skill blend to pull it together
The tempo builds in one glorious, haunting finale
TO THIS SPECIAL DAY.
Encore! Encore! Are we never satisfied?
Twinkling notes of the triangle symbolize the stars,
On cue, the flutes announce the rising of the moon
Simulated by the bass on a black, velvet sky.
And a flourish with the crescendo of cymbals!
APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE, BRAVO!
A STANDING OVATION FOR THE ORCHESTRATION!