the growing room

I had a dream
I was inside a room with a piano in one of the corners
It called, I sat down and begin to play

As time passed on, different people passed by
They asked if they could play along
As each one entered, the room grew in size
Everyone bringing their own unique styles, rhythms, timbre
Playing together, building upon what was already there

Time went on and on, unforgiving as always
Little by little the people began to leave
Harmonies ceased, rhythms stopped
Some said their good-byes while others simply exited through the same door they came in
The room emptied out leaving nothing but a distant ring of what used to be

I continued playing until it no longer made sense
And the door began to close
A face I’ve never seen peeked though and said:
Mind if I play with you?

And the room grew in size