The man that woke up and could play the piano

Flexes his muscles

His heart soars

Outside Springs 

All this time waiting for this moment

The music flowed through him
His fingertips exhude exotic meditations of sublime brilliance

His reputation spread

People came to hear it

To emmerse in the healing balm 

He played

So much joy heaped upon joy

However this does not end badly

It just gets better and better and better