The Piano

on the darkened stage
he takes his place
black and white
beneath his hands
waiting in the wings
she doesn’t speak
but listens, quietly
sustain, rise and fall
neverending melody
a spell in the dark
fingers dancing
on the keys
the night is broken
a subtle shift occurrs
all those gathered
breathe as one
nothing else can echo now
the story has ended
he nods
and takes his leave
we felt deeply there
something more than truth
across the boards
where memories lie