Between an artist and their instrument
I believe there is a bond, forged in an instant,
Tantamount to mystical action. Within you reach out.
Withal you pour in. You start playing – the sounds, the notes,
The feel, its grip – that link is stronger than you. You dive in and merge.
Emerge higher. It takes over. It holds
You tighter than anything else ever before.
You are tied together yet you feel unbound, free.
You keep playing. Eyes closed. Aware. You can see clearly
Perceive. Around you the world has changed. Or maybe you have.
You have found another part of you.
Your senses. Heightened. You have grown.
You are one step closer to who you were meant to be.
This soulful entity belongs to your reality. Latched on to you.
It hosts your soul and you are its harbour. Haven and safe keeper.
One to the other. Reciprocally. Bound forever.
My first idea for a title to this piece was Ollivander’s then when I reread it in the morning Spellbound came to mind and it felt like it was a great fit, as it would speak to those who are not Rowling’s fans as well.
“The wand chooses the wizard. That much has always been clear to those of us who have studied wandlore… These connections are complex. An initial attraction, and then a mutual quest for experience, the wand learning from the wizard, the wizard from the wand.“
—Garrick Ollivander explaining wands connections to wizards in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, by J.K. Rowling.
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