Your song

One of the moments that I love the most is when everyone is already asleep..

The whole house dwells in pin-drop silence.

Shafts of light from the streetlights lie on my keys.

Black and white I can still see.

My breathing I can still hear.

The melody that starts off soft breaks the silence.

The song that I have never known overflows from within.

This is my prayer, Your song.

This is my passion, Your gift.