Piano

[MystyrMystyry]

Playing the piano
Ascending scales
Clutching chords
And I get to thinking about
All the other times
I'd been sitting here
Up to my wrists in notes
Thinking the same thing

Not that it's a big issue
It just breaks the meditation
And I quite enjoy the ritual
Of questioning

I get chills from a cross over
And thrills from a slam
But then return to meandering
Searching for a compelling rhythm
Echoing lost time

But here I am
Doodling away
The scent of wood wax
Filling my nostrils
Fingertips slowly numbing
Wondering how many times

How many more times?

[YesNo]

Interesting that playing the piano is like meditation and asking 'how many more times?' would break that meditation.

[Delta40]

This is tuneful and different from your other musings

[MystyrMystyry]

Many strange thoughts appear when I'm in that zone YesNo, but why always that recurring one? Who knows?

[MystyrMystyry]

Thankyou very much Delta :)