LIFTING OF HANDS

 

 

 

 

 

The piano player

snapped into

notes of busy,

lousy with

heavy jive

so thick

with curtained

waves of song

folks found

to the comfort

bended knees

like Sunday

preaching

at the altar

lifting hands

begging more

of the same

to wash over

flow over

send them

heaven home

where music

ain’t no

sweeter fine

then right

down here

where a

piano and

a man is

baptized with

the touch of

jazz.

 

 

 

 

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