It’s so beautiful, melodious,

Sweet, dancing flowers

Simple, but powerful

The run from Cheryl C to F,

Back the other direction two octaves higher to Calvin C

                                                            appearing images… CC, CF, SC, SW,

HJ, RN, SJ, AM

Soft beginning notes,

Each distinctively played

                                                            memories erupt, more, more

                                                            what happened so far,

the struggle, the sadness

the Mightly Hand on me

Accompaniment in the left hand

Steady, never missing a beat

Swift, rushing my thoughts

                                                            September, October, November,

                                                            December, January, February…

                                                            I can’t share

                                                                                    thinking about IB, GA, JT, EA…why?

                                                                                    JS, AC…

Then a more dramatic part

Louder, Accelerando

                                                            desperate, thinking deeper, deeper

                                                            noo

                                                            into the depths of my mind

                                                            KC, HC, BW, AH, MC, SC

Ritardando

Then back to the original melody

                                                            I am confused and helpless

                                                            nothing to do! nothing to say!

not many to call upon!

Come Back! Come Back! my identify is lost!

what to think about?

worthlessness! worthlessness!

brokenness

The same run up again from the beginning

Slower, softer

                                                       memories stand

                                                            evilness laughs at my face

                                                            SW, SC, KC, CH, JC, and me

The song ends

I lift up my heavy face, crying face

Sorrow all over, drenched

                                                            Relief? No! Keep playing! no, no

The pain, Sister! The pain!

                                                            stricken with weakness,

                                                            motionless

The song you play