Playing for no one
Nadir Khalili’s Racing Alone

The supreme joy of the present moment

Chopin’s Nocturne in Eb
So full of emotion

The beauty we bring to the moment
The beauty inside of us touching our outsides

The lines where you end and I begin merging in our movement

Getting books today at the library, stumbling on joy
Richly walking
Into this concert
Creating a grateful rhapsodie