An outlet to plug myself in
So beautiful, black and white.
It stands on the stage so gracefully,
Inviting someone to utilize its power
So much emotion to let go
Flowing out of me like a river.
My fingers thinking for me,
Taking control over my brain.
No longer do I posess the power
They drain my every thought
Now making beautiful music
Among the ivory keys
Dark, bright, spiritual
Whatever the case may be
This is my sanctuary
My refuge
The piano