Became of Us

A secret language pours out my fingertips

onto a 88-key black and white universe of endless possibilities.  

And through a melody without words, 

the invisible connected web of humanity

pulls to deliver the distraught from their drunken misery

to relieve turbulent minds

to thaw the hearts once darkened with the frigidity of isolation.

So that in a simple moment of understanding, warmth,

the sleek touched-ness of our encounter

could make them sure,

that forces beyond knowledge and reason cradle us

in a connection so deep, so potent that

any force binding us in lost shadows

and the bond between all things

became of us.