I strike the piano keys and remember old emotions

feelings that echo beyond my life

I saw cruelty on people’s faces today

and surprising kindness

I wonder what face I show to the world?

People think they can hide

but they can’t

Their music flows out of them

fluctuating

between highs and lows

I can’t stop listening

and I need to disconnect

My music is the sweet songs of the forest

and the stream that washes away my stress

People are looking in the wrong directions

and they can’t find their way

What they want

is not what they need

I look forward to one conversation at the end of the day

Sometimes I just need to talk

and she listens

a blessed soul

We discuss how things aren’t going well

and we share what we love

There is no need to hide

because our music sings the same