Prodigy, Mark

My grandson opens
the heart’s voice
on the piano.
The keys ring like bells.
What instrument
has a soul?
Who composes?
Who hears and creates
the sounds of madrigals,
dances, minuets and lullabies?
The life song of a boy,
where music
fills the silence that
he hears
and takes Papa
where he wants to be.
Mark is music
which comes to the piano.
He is the sound
of the world’s silence
singing to me.
In forte. Mark.