Dear Stranger.
That night, somehow I felt my eyes moisturized when I saw you slapping the guitar on the stage.Perhaps it's because the dim illumination, few audience and damn minor type.
I sank myself into the ragged sofa, keeping my eyes on you. Suddenly, the surroundings seemed to be vacuumed. Nothing was left but both of us. The atmosphere was peaceful, quiet and still.
You kept swaving your arm and swinging your body. I kept sitting motionless and watching you on the stage. Every move was vivid but silent. Every moment was silent but moved.
I pray for you sincerely. You should not only swirl on the sky but shine at the galaxy.
Wish you good & lucky.
Best regards.