The keys come to you
For you-
With you, too, they come alive
And live not flat.
The piano longs for you
As you do for it.
Ahmad Jamal- an artist-
For you and your medium are one.
Here is your being,
You center of existence.
The paint falls off the piano
And the sap returns as you
Tap out the beat of life.
Claw for and cling to
You keys so fine.
Grab them and hold them firm-
Cling madly
For they are your salvation-

You sing of and with the great themes-
And yet,
You play the most basic beat
Of all men that have ever been.
The crowd is unaware-
How much so, I don't know.
The immortal theme
And man's beat are one!
Hallelujah!
So simple and easy by you.