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Piano Image by MartyNZ on Pixabay

The Spirit of Music Plays On

As I look at the tan shaded keys of the piano

Crackled dingey and peeling

Melodies are now memories

Of the time when elegance was about tea and piano time

When we all dressed proper and sang deep from the soul

Just as when we faced the hurricanes

We gathered at the farm

Secured the property

Gathered by the waiting piano

Until the master touched the keys

And all worries of wind and rain

Were belted out to calm the storms

And we survived

Our dear piano survived

Always leaving us with peace

Each day was another day of hope

Ballads and nursery tunes alike

Grew the spirit

Another moment to survive

Another moment to love

And as we faced the pandemic

The old soul piano was still there with us

Some have passed on

But the music remained

It comforted us as we once again gathered

And realized that all the riches of the world

Could not do more than the riches of knowing

We had each other

We still had music

We still had soul

Looking at the old piano

Abandoned by time and loss

I leave a yellow rose of joy

For time has leant more than anything else

And I am grateful for the song

Prompt Source Link

waterfalls during sunset — Photo by Sachin C Nair on Pexels.com

Mountain Climbing

Approaching mountains challenges my inner ilk; What force would propel and what would cause slouching at angst of faltering, of falling down and never getting up? Classified as an elder, gray woman, will my will to be more become too overwhelming or would the fence allow a reasonable gate to let me inside? Cast away within the shadows of fear, it is easy to fall back and find solace in the coolness and the warmth of simply being. Until anxiety allows a surge of action, this fear takes hold and rules every decision made for my own demise. With this it is clear that the only way to take on a mountain is to get up, take my rod, tread forward, one step at a time, spiraling to the top.

taking in the light
permitting the light to glow
follow me on high

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There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story for this week in Haibun style. You can join in by going to this LINK

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PROMPT WORD: MOUNTAIN