Clair de Lune

I wrote the piece, "Clair de Lune" a year and a half ago for an English assignment. It was inspired by a piano piece that I was playing during that time called Clair de Lune by Claude Debussy. Sometimes when I play a piece, especially one that I have a deep attachment to, I tend to paint a scene in my mind and refer to that when I play so that my song is consistent and not swayed by moods. This is the scene that I crafted and remains by far the best I ever imagined.

    It was when I touched the first note, I felt an intoxicating peace run through my veins, nothing like I felt before. The blue lighting uplifted me into another world, a world too good to be true. All that was there, was the piano, the notes, and me. 

     The notes started to paint a scene. The images of the moonlight shining across the river, and reflecting its gleam on the still, quiet waters were breathtakingly vivid. A young girl was sending a small flower from the silent shores to the river. It was as if all her hope was stored in that flower, with a longing that only one can fulfill. My only fear was that my notes would disturb the flowing waters, so out of a strange obligation for the girl in my mind, I carefully created every single note with heart so that it would uphold the girl’s flower. The flower floating on the waters, was accompanied by the light that the moon gifted to her, and the river that supported her. Together they became one, fighting for one purpose, to fulfill the longing that the girl put into the flower. I watched in awe as I witnessed this nonexistent beauty, something that I longed to bring back to my world. 

     As the flower vanished into nothingness, I found myself slipping out of this dimension that I was brought too, “No,” I cried. “I cannot leave this place.” Yet, this was not in my hands at all, it was all in the hands of music and where it decides to take me to. My trance was over and there it was again; the piano, the notes, and me.