Another Life

In music, she can live another life, 
For sound is architecture, and ideal;
It’s nature and it’s calm amid the strife
Of all the world has come to make her feel.

To make of chaos, beauty, order, love —
To find in sorrow, comfort and release —
To be beneath, within, and yet above,
To breathe in every moment filled with peace

But also, there’s the struggle of technique:
To concentrate on something not herself
And use her heart and mind both at their peak
While being fully present, somewhere else

And all of this, it should be understood
From one whose playing isn’t all that good

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