The stage is set,

Dressed in a coat,

A spot light on the performer,

An artistic genius,

As though magic in his fingers,

The keynotes play on their own,

Music that touches the soul,

With the first key the crowd cheers,

Echoing through out the auditorium,

Silence among the crowd engrossed in the sounds,

Till he hits the last note,

And stands up to take a bow,

The curtains close the crowds disperse,

What a maestro!