"Our pace took sudden awe" -Emily Dickinson

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Plain and Simple

Your fingertips hit each key expertly with the support of practice behind you and the confidence of skill within you. You effortlessly trill the keys and bring me to a sense of peace because I too have confidence in your ability to carry the song through to a graceful completion. The melody I am familiar with becomes exciting and serene all at once. The treble lends harmonic notes that curve across the staff without a care and the bass gives a sturdy ground from which they launch.

The key changes awaken emotions that bring me to tears. Even the dissonances yield into easy recoveries that bend into grand plies I want to pick up and hold tightly so that I may remember this feeling your songs give me. The power is found at once in that which you hold back. Instead of a relentless appeal to the senses you present a quiet gift that dances and twirls until the heartbreakingly beautiful keys at last rest, until it is again time to find oneself among them. 

I breathe easier, think more clearly, and truly find my heart's beat amidst these notes, your notes. 

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