A note rang out

in the solitary room that she sat in

her only company an instrument

a piano of onyx black

and ivory keys

but this girl unlike most

did not feel alone as she

was surrounded by her music

by her creation and in that

she found hope

she found joy

she found redemption

slowly she began

she began to move her hands

her fingers swift and nimble pressing

against the keys of which were her only friends

her worry’s and queries drifted to the back of her mind

clouded over with ecstasy

she sat with head thrown back

flame red hair swirling about her shoulders as she laughed

the sound like the chimes of a bell

a most whimsical sound indeed

in this short moment the girl

was whole

was pure

was complete