The room is dark...
I can not see my own hands...
I randomly hit the piano keys...
The notes don't make sense...
It does not matter if I keep my eyes open...
For the room is pitch dark...
And it does not matter if my fingers play in disarray...
The sound just lights up the room...
I discovered darkness is no match for music and poetry...
Any evening can become magical if music and poetry are by your side...
How these words can flow when I can not see anything is a mystery...
Which I don't intend to uncover...
I will just keep the company of my piano in the dark...