I sit here, <br />not alone, <br />so amazed at the <br />purity of the piano, <br />it’s firm and soft keystrokes <br />driving through my brain <br />into my soul and deeper; <br />into a part of me I’ve never known <br />before, <br />the confusion of it all <br />is unwound <br />and I’m afraid <br />of what it will be. <br />it is beautiful, <br />and I am <br />beautifully afraid.<br /><br />Jon Edward Walker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautifully-afraid/
