It is October which means there are many marching bands right in the middle of their competitive season. While I personally was not in marching band I am certainly no stranger to the sport due to the fact that many of my close friends were in marching band in high school. This past Thursday I found myself sitting on a blacktop observing a rehearsal, and I was inspired to write this poetic thing. This one is for my friends who love marching band.
This Blessed Blacktop
There’s a certain peace within me as I am sitting on this blessed blacktop
Hormonal high schoolers giving their all to a mesmerizing movement of music
Shuffling their feet and playing their tune
The sun sets painting the sky hues of gold, pink, and blue
Adult voluteers scurrying to do their part
There is an undeniable beauty in the dedication and teamwork within their hearts
Truly all I can do is sit here and thank God for evenings like these that have a somehow perfect breeze.