Hands of the Musician

Inspired by watching my friend follow his love of piano, and making me remember my own.

Written on 5/18/2009

The caress of the artist.
Gentle and sure.
Sweeping over keys with the elegance of a master.
Determined in his craft, in his thoughts.
Spinning threads of sound and life
to penetrate a darkened heart.

Creation is his passion,
and that passion is intoxicating
to the soul of a young girl.
Sends her into spinning rapture.
A magician and his audience.
Illusions of beauty that
whisper to heart and mind
and penetrate my darkened heart.