The pianist's fingers
caress keys
many others have touched before,
follow the curves and lines
the dance
of notes written years ago
notes that have their own desires
which he weaves
expertly and innocently with his own.
There are two melodies at play:
he knows both
as intimately as strangers on a train,
brings life with love to each and every
tone, each pause,
till there is no separation
between what he reads, divines,
his breath
and the beauty he expresses into being.
caress keys
many others have touched before,
follow the curves and lines
the dance
of notes written years ago
notes that have their own desires
which he weaves
expertly and innocently with his own.
There are two melodies at play:
he knows both
as intimately as strangers on a train,
brings life with love to each and every
tone, each pause,
till there is no separation
between what he reads, divines,
his breath
and the beauty he expresses into being.