Yesterday when I schlepped up the stairs to the baggage claim to meet Dave's flight I heard the unmistakable sound of live piano music. At the top of the escalator an upright piano lives next to a sign saying, 'I'm a piano. Play me!' The reason I love the piano and don't play is a topic for another lifetime day but suffice it to say that I stopped and stood listening to a young woman sitting straight backed on the very piano bench, wearing flip-flops, weaving a lovely melody for at least ten minutes. Then she stopped, looked at her hands, rose, put on her backpack and I saw her walk away pulling her roller-suitcase behind her. I did thank her because she had indeed stirred my week-weary soul.
Redemption comes in strange places, small spaces
Calling out the best of who we are
Happy weekend, fellow stone gatherers!
12 comments:
OMWord! Now That's Wonderful! I am REALLY in need of soul stirring music...Must be some new thing by the airlines to keep you from thinking about the Other lousy service they offer...Lololol
Sweet weekend to you friend!!!
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Nice story, love the photo.
Please visit me here: my critters !
I feel that
Oh for the beauty. thank you dear friend to adding to the beauty :)
What a beauty!
My entry, hope you can visit and see.
Lovely post and a beautiful bird!
Noni, it is a small world. I am so in love with my twin male black cats. thanks for visiting.
now. it's not small anymore I mean.
you put me right there. I can imagine it so clearly, how it all took place. and the finality of seeing her walk away. it's beautiful Noni. sigh.
I was so carried away by your words I forgot the photo. oh, the grace.
What a nice picture, with a very nice reflection! I enjoyed the text too.
Happy Sunday!
Nice read.How busy have we become!
Very nice story.
Regards!
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