When I see hands going up and down the piano keys
I can imagine them been like busy bees
they fly from note to note
to make the sweetest melodies
and when the music needs to be strong
the power of their wings makes the notes explot
the energy emerges and fills the place
I am dum, I am blind, I am bewitched
music moves the world, moves love, moves the soul
It can go on forever, scenting the wind
giving life the colors of spring
I am dancing, then I am crying
my heart brakes in pieces
I fall in love again
Those hands can be so soft
I can go to sleep while the melody goes on
They can wake me to a storm so furious
make me dance on my tiptoes
or swing me around above the clouds
I can sing strong and loud
I can keep so still and die.
So may things happen when a pair of hands go up and down the keys of a piano.
2 comments:
Hello there,
Oh, you just made my heart sing with joy with this post. It has been a while since I was reminded of how I love music..certain type of music...like YANNI'S music. Thank you. Today I will have to upload it so I can listen to it. Music takes me to a different realm. I may just have to write about this today on my blog. Thank you for the inspiration. Oh, please feel free to visit my blog and comment. I will come back for a visit soon. I enjoyed reading your blog.
treasure,
http://mytreasuredthoughts.blogspot.com/
that is exactly what i love about the piano.
are you, by any twist of fate, a pianist too?
~hrix
http://hrix.blogspot.com/
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