I wrote this last year in a low moment.  I just thought of posting it again for no particular reason.

KEYS

On black and white
I am alight
While things sometimes slowly dim
My fingers search for what I can't
These keys say more when life looks grim

The notes pour forth
And I am safe
At my piano's mercy I am made
These hands lack a master's touch
Yet within sweet music bad feelings fade

I remember now
That even he,
Before the beginning, made music for You then
His own tune grew too loud and he turned
Your magnificent worshipper had fallen

Teach me to hear
Your every note
I can't stand to think of falling away
Show me my key and the time I need
I want to see You smile when I play