The Shape of a Woman (Revised)

Whoever said women have hourglass figures wasn't paying attention. An hourglass is much too sharp an image to compare to the shape of a woman.

The shape of a woman is more that of a hand-crafted guitar ~ curves lovingly rounded, the surface smooth to the touch, polished to a fine shine.

The interior only appears hollow. Within this hollow lies the very heart of the instrument. It serves to amplify the emotions, the feelings, the very heartbeat which throbs within its frame. From within this instrument comes forth some of the most beautiful music known to man - sounds created by the careful orchestration of experienced and expert hands.

A vibrational response to a sensitive touch begins the refrain. A tender rhythm strikes a familiar chord throughout the beloved melody, accompanying the harmony of the chorus.

A trembling note, suspended in anticipation of the oncoming crescendo, hanging in the balance of perfectly metered time: in this moment, player and guitar are as one.

A finely tuned, hand-hewn, quality instrument is no mistake. It is the result of a Creator thoroughly knowledgeable of the purpose played by the instrument being created.

The instrument itself may become well-worn with time and use, but its inherent beauty only becomes more apparent ~ the music it creates becomes more lustrous, more rich with sound, more meaningful in purpose. The more time-worn the instrument, the more proof of all it has given and all it is capable of yet giving.

There is no character contained in an hourglass.

Just sand.