A Resonance in Crystal

A crystal tumbler rested upon the mahogany coaster. I observed its fluted rim catching the warm halo of the low floor lamp. With deliberate composure, I raised my right forefinger, steadying my articulated arm to ensure optimal distance. One precise, calculated tap against the upper lip produced a sustained, ringing chime that drifted effortlessly across the stillness. I remained motionless, head slightly tilted, allowing the crystalline frequency to diminish to complete silence. An instrument requires neither grand size nor complex keys to command the room. Only proper contact and patient timing.