Piano Elegance

I love music and I love the elegant qualities of piano music. 

I wrote my last post, about a dream I had, whilst listening to a similar version of this, "My Heart Will Go On" on piano.  

Dreams are..

I dreamt a dream.

A dream, not a story or a nightmare, a dream. 

An immense empty hall.

Lit by candles; held up high and low by enchantment.

The sounds of music echo from wall to wall.

A peaceful music, a reflective beautiful kind of music.

The air feels cold and damp as I glide across the room through layers of floating mists.

It is peaceful, magical and still. 

At one end of the hall, the tall entrance doors are FLUNG open to the elements. 

The howling winds of the winters evening WHIP around the rink. 

The candlelight flickers and dims without going out. 

With each jump, spin and move that I take; I am lifted off the frozen grounds and carried along by the whipping air.
I am flying, flying and dancing. 

This way, 

and that way.

With complete control, elegance and grace. 

The music gets louder and the winds get stronger.

And so with each beat, my heart rises and my feet are grounded for that split second. 

I could do this all night...

And so.. for me, this is what dreams are made of.