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