Absolutely lovely
frame of mind,
that could start the
continuous trickle of smiling.
The kind that spreads
from the corners
and expands to
the full-toothed, goofy grin.
The one you slowly
fall in love with,
from the edge of the dimple
to the tip of the tooth.
From the moment
the fingers brush
delicately across
the shiny black reflective surface.
Sinking deeper
into the sound
of piano notes,
capturing the crowd.
In between the
tangled fingers
of generational,
musical talent.
To the moment
after the last phrase,
the last chord, the last note
has been played,
leaving the vibration of wonder
in the listeners’ souls.
The art of beginning to end,
from start to finish,
from the ground to the sky,
all the way to the slight limitations.
Of the universe,
of course.
