a pianist and a piano

From the book "I Found Ruth Tonight"

 

 

it is a fine day

Chopin, Bach, then Beethoven

dessert is Schumann 

run through in one breath, a taste 

even the water is sweet

 

back from a long trip 

hello to my piano

88 keys, black and white

never questions where I went

never suspecting a thing

 

same touch, same feeling

a tap, she softly replies

engaging the force

she echoes with passion and

tempo to seize the moment

 

murmuring sorrow

or burst out in elation

she is always there

tender, considerate and

silent when I need my peace