My ear drums Welcome, the echos, the bounce, the softness
The whole room dancing, singing, synchronising, floating
The music becoming a tune, a song, a little piece of Heaven
A Bluebird joins, perched on the edge of the Grand, sweet tune
Syncing with the notes played, it’s head moving up and down
As my fingers press, release, my Bluebird copies, not missing a note
Another joins, a Butterfly, it’s Purple, Lilac, it’s wings move, so gentle
Each flutter a movement, my keys, Bluebird sings, what a show
What a creation upon a grand stage, the audience in awe, silence
The piano keys move with my touch, the Bluebird rehearsed
The Butterflies wings move, so slight, so precise, how beautiful
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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