The Pianist

Glow

Punmaker Extrordinare
She plays
Her fingers moving swiftly across the keys
The melody and harmonies take flight
Swirling and coming together in the air
Like a flock of sparrows

She plays
Each chord coming faster than the last
She pours her soul into the piece
Lifting it to a crescendo

She stops
The notes halt in mid flight
Silence falls heavily on the room
Her head bows
Moments pass

She plays
Her fingers moving softly
Delicately, she releases the final notes
The flock disperses
Leaving the air empty once again
 
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