The wilderness theatre reveals a green backdrop defining the edges of the stage, while towering cliffs of gray rock reflect the sun’s rays downward onto the river. While the unceasing symphony was composed in the past, the lone angler pauses in the present time to listen. It is evident that the wilderness has already defined the various parts, using the timeless world to create a myriad of harmony.

As the lone angler listens it becomes clear that the parts combine, each contributing to the symphony being played.

The throbbing bass of the waterfall provides a steady background while the shallow riffles ring with treble notes that send a constant trill resounding over the rocks. The stirring breeze adds the metallic sound of rustling leaves. Songbirds randomly pierce the air with shrill notes to accent the performance.

The sky darkens as the day wears on and the second movement begins, accented with thunder and breezes that cause the trees to change pitch and tempo. Lightning adds bold sounds not unlike the percussion of a great orchestra.

As the finale increases in tempo and volume, the lone angler silently applauds the grand symphony and, upon leaving the river, is already anticipating the next performance.