Comms and Other Long FE Oneshots

Piano-Lewyn

My introduction to music

Was the wind blowing through the harp on the cliff.

My mother told me the wind was fickle

And that music was best played when given a soul.

I still struggled to understand

Long after I flew from the nest.

As fickle as the wind

And as foolish as I played my own stringed music

Fear ruling me.

Kiran introduced me to the piano.

I was skeptical at first,

But soon found myself lost in the sound.

There are complexities to melodies

That one can't create with a lyre.

It's a song sung by one,

Yet many voices are present.

A song is more beautiful with more voices.

Harmonies are added:

Some dissonant,

Some beautiful,

And I pour my life into the keys.