At the end of April in 2012, we had a storm. I remember it well. I imagined a pianist playing in both competition and harmony with the rain, and these words summed up those thoughts.
This is simply ‘Pianist and the Rain’.
As the pianist played, the rain fell.
As the rain fell, the thunder sang.
As the thunder sang, the lightning danced.
As the lightning danced, the pianist played.
Thunder and music.
Lightning and rain.
Harmonious. Togetherness. Nature and sound.
Dancing. And playing. Music abounds.
In tune.
In rhythm.
Inside and out.
The pianist plays as the rains come down.
Thunder. Now birdsong. Raindrops galore.
Both nature and musician need to give more.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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