Clouds inspired this 9 minute piece. While driving my mom to innumerable doctor appointments, I spent a lot of time looking up at the sky. I felt hope at the radiant and wispy cirrus clouds high above, and felt my moodiness matched in the foreboding drama in the deep textures of the low dark nimbus clouds portending rain and storm.

Cirrus Nimbus has four continuous sections that move between the light and the dark. I divide the strings into many sections to convey shimmering textures and a sense of the dimensionality of the clouds. The heart of the piece is an expressive and intense string lament that ultimately rises to a final section of exultation and joyous fanfares.

Cirrus Nimbus was written in memory of my mother, Sandi Steinberg.