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.