My mind rewinds like a motion picture
To that winter I spent in rooms of
Plexiglass and safety knobs
In a cold hospital bed;
Treatment with pills, maybe even
Everything still is a blur
But so vividly I recall this moment:
“Let’s start the morning off.”
The nurse walked in front if us,
Put on the televsion.
As soon as I saw it
I smiled ever so slightly.
A grand piano
Hands moving so beautifully.
I closed my eyes.
I felt peace as I listened
To the presence of emotion
I had not felt for days
Flying from the piano keys
Again and again
The coloring books weren’t so bad
Pills were still chalky but I obliged
Because I knew that to get better
I had to stay alive.