She plays a Cello in the pitch darkness. br That is a bass instrument of the violin family. br It gives the secrets of mysterious life br And it reminds the countless depth of ferocious oceans. br This heart warming musical stopped my journey for a moment. br I turn around and she plays on but I am not a musicologist. br I slightly understand what she plays. br Anyway I cannot wait for a long and it’s already midnight. br I have some promises to keep along my journey towards the dawn. br Still I hear the far away sound of music is diminishing br It looks like my deceased Mother’s bygone sad lullaby. br br * I dedicate this poem to philosopherpoet Erhard.Hans.Josef.