Piano Entropy

Such intensely melancholy joy
Drips into each stone crevasse
Sinking into the soil of memory
Feeding the seeds of past elation
And days long since erased from time
Now these buried moments
come bursting forth
from earth to sky, the flowers of regret
And I must face them, smell them
Reliving the pained sorrow
The radiance of love
And all the times and places
I was once alive
But for now are gone