Piano

I SIT DOWN.

FOCUS,

AND LET MY FINGERS DO THE TALKING.

I BEGIN MY ACOUSTIC ARTISTRY,

WITH THE PIECE I LOVE TO PLAY,

SHANGRILA.

I'M IN THE MUSIC WORLD,

A WORLD FULL OF PEACE AND HARMONY.

I TRANSCEND THIS PLANE,

NO BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE,

HOWEVER,

OPEN TO THE GREATER CONSCIOUSNESS

OF BEING HUMAN.

A WORLD OUTSIDE OF JUDGMENT AND FEAR.

I HAVE TOUCHED SHANGRILA!




WRITTEN BY, CHADWICK ANDREW VINCENT
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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December 6, 2015 at 7:16 PM
Awesome. There is a timelessness to playing music and a sense of going somewhere else, painting a landscape with notes and going there.
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