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
I like the music metaphor for interactions with other people.
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Thanks Liz! It’s great when you can share music with people. 🙂
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