Joy

The exquisite purity of these notes surely comes from God reverberating in ripples colliding with mountains reflecting back in waves of magnified grandeur too immense for my small mind A single ebony grand piano rests on the desert floor playing to howling coyotes, stately sahuaro baby bunnies and blinking stars keep rhythm The night overfills with the symphony of heaven pianist’s head bowed in reverence as nimble fingers find before-unknown keys in preternaturally glowing moonlight I sit at my keyboard playing piano ability so long forgotten -- Pachelbel’s Canon in D