Posted by on Saturday, August 15, 2015 in Tablature | 0 comments


And the teacher inquired: “Why did you come?”

“To learn how to make music of life” the student replied.

“And where is your instrument?”

“Here I am”.

The teacher smiled.

“Then sit and listen” he said and thought “my work here is done”.

“Will you sit with me, teacher, while I do?”

And the teacher sat, knowing then that their work had just begun.

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