When you see the keyboard of a piano

it’s difficult to imagine

the whole architecture

which allows the miracle

that you can hear.

The deep keyboard creates

the needed framework

of the 88 black and white keys.

But at the low level

they look to be independent

because their relations are hidden.

Like the leaves of the tree

they belong to the same hyperstructure.

But they need a player

someone who doesn’t belong to it

but represents

the perfect complementary part

in order to make

an invisible alloy of sounds

which became chords

of a music of Mankind.

Imagine that it’s the same

with men and women

of Time.