by Brent M. Jones
The notes connect—
And the mind receives.
Each sound brings comfort,
Floating softly from the piano keys.
As each note enters,
It expands—
Filling the spaces between thoughts,
Bringing peace to the fabric of the mind.
The music continues,
Shaping what we feel,
Note by note,
Building on one another.
Until thought dissolves—
Replaced by calm,
And the quiet beauty of music
Becomes the only voice we hear.