Harmony

Harmony to me is when everything comes together and it all sounds sweet. Not just musically, but in life too. Just like the tightrope walker, if he hasn’t got everything in harmony, the rope is tight enough, everything is secure, he’s confident, his sense of balance is finely tuned, then he hasn’t got a chance of completing the task in hand.

My life, like most of us, is usually harmonious, and when it is then life is good. However, it doesn’t take much to send things into a downward spiral. Just like a string that is ever so slightly out of tune on my guitar, I can play it all day, but if that string stays out of tune then the song is never going to sound ‘harmonious’! Like the guitar, if I wake the day and there’s something not quite right, a neighbour arguing or my doc cancels an appointment, then my life will be out of tune, hopefully, for only a short time.

I like to get along with everyone, sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t, or vice versa. When I do, life is a symphony made of beautiful harmonies, just like a full orchestra. Each person playing their part, their individual notes coming together to make a life that can be very pleasing.

This post is a little deeper for me than usual, but then again, I’m being harmonious and fitting in with the brief. If I don’t, like the tight rope walker, I may fall off. If we lived in a world that was harmonious, what a world that would be. Everyone playing their own little part, all coming together so that everyone benefits from the whole. I think Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder got it right when they sang, ‘Ebony and ivory, side by side on my piano…’ single notes that on their own can’t do much, but together, in harmony, they make great music.

Based on the Daily Post Photo Prompt, Harmony.