Love Poem: Joy
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Written by: Jill Martin

Joy

The exquisite purity of these notes surely
comes from God

reverberating in ripples
colliding with mountains
reflecting back in waves of 
    magnified grandeur too immense
for my small mind

A single ebony grand piano
rests on the desert floor
playing to howling coyotes, stately sahuaro
     baby bunnies and blinking stars
keep rhythm

The night overfills with the symphony of heaven
pianist’s head bowed in reverence as
     nimble fingers find before-unknown keys in
preternaturally glowing moonlight

I sit at my keyboard playing piano
ability so long forgotten -- 

Pachelbel’s Canon in D