A Fable; Part Two–Love and Purpose


But was it dead or was it alive
What was it’s purpose?
Who was it for?
The Stars did not know
And the Moon was not sure
The Sun was perplexed
Yet the Piano knew
For it had fallen in love
With the Grey Rose
It’s petals remained of dust
Like the Piano’s internal rust
It’s stillness filled the sky
Like the Piano’s still cries
It complimented the brilliant moon
Like the Piano did the dusty room
And when the time would be right
The Piano would look outside the window at night
The Grey Rose would be there
And the Piano would sing a tune
And it was a love so complete
But doomed
Like a sailor’s ship on the island, marooned