Uncommon Grace

A difficult decision lies ahead. The plucking of the strings tells us time is of the essence. The cautious line from the winds, later the strings, reminds us of the possible loss we face should we fail, the pain that comes from defeat. The various sections of the orchestra weigh in. There is so much at risk. The bold strokes of the piano strike like the bells in a church tower. The pizzicato in the stings ticks away the seconds. It is time for a decision. The piano and strings conclude: we cannot decide.