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Not one word spoken

I am lost. My heart too heavy with emotion that words cannot express. I turn to music to carry the weight To let my heart rest. It starts with a breath, In and out, My lips part As my music speaks Hundreds of emotions, ideas, stories, Flowing from one stream of air. With not one word spoken. The music at my finger's command, The press of a key Descends the piece into darkness. Then, the tension eases as my fingers release The color changing as I let go A single note -- brilliant, shing, radiant -- And I hold it until my lungs are empty. Toying with emotion, The direction at my discretion A major chord creates hope And a minor tears it down And I see a tear fall from an audience member, A sigh from another, They understand. Emotions, ideas, and stories shared, With not one word spoken.

Not one word spoken

I am lost. My heart too heavy with emotion that words cannot express. I turn to music to carry the weight To let my heart rest. It starts...