Saturday, April 07, 2012

Stirring strings, Keeping keys.


Stirring strings, Keeping keys.


Deep in the mystery of life,
Your chords struck a powerful tune.
Fingers deftly caressing melody,
And a notion of vital energy.
In a silent moment I rose,
To hear from both sides now,
Lifting me higher, so light.

Could you have known how,
The power of your embrace
Brought tears to my hazel eyes ?
Heart beating, soul dancing,
Free as a soaring eagle now.
The piano of a beautiful world,
Calls me to find a hope,
That one day keeping keys,
Will do, just that for me.





ANNA CORCORAN