The last piano

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This is the instrument of love

it belongs in the heart of ordinary

all the invisible people of this world

are the strings which make

the music of life possible

This song is bigger than a universe

it is smaller than an atom

transcendent purpose of people of honour

to others to themselves

to their friends and their enemies

eventually they disappear

only to surface

in the beating heart of another poem

another person another life

another moment or a memory

The last piano-it plays only one song


make of it what you will…


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