I wrote the following when I was 13 years old, and I've realized how much I need to revisit regular piano practice because of it:
Piano
When
I am with the piano,
We
are the only things in the world.
My
fingers fly freely over the black and white keys,
My
anger and stress drains out and slithers away.
Calmness
overwhelms me as I play it all out.
The
Piano is such a joy to be able to play,
To
be able to see that you can create something so wonderful for the ear to hear
and for the heart to feel and for the mind to absorb.
I
sing inside-
To
all the notes.
My
heart knows peace,
As
I escape into the piano.
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