Nocturne of a July Day

With the orchestra of hot July,
under the solo of flute and viola,
I accompany on the banjo,
impromptu, from the sheet music.

And the sounds, in the flow of colors,
sound, slightly, not in unison.
And the staff, and these lines,
are ready to fall into a deep sleep.

Dont sleep! Dont sleep, play and listen:
as the farewell motive of a good time floats through the ether,
leaving this world.