Time Stamp (For Wen and Aili)

9 Jun

There was something very old world about the moment.

This beautiful Taiwanese mother-and-baby tandem

sat playing Chopin on the old bar piano

in an intimate, dimly lit tavern.

We all watched in awe and quiet reverence

with an unspoken agreement that we were witnesses to an event

that was far from the ordinary–something that required ticketed admission–

on par with the legendary Red Panda;

flawlessly juggling saucers, plates and teacups while straddling atop a unicycle.

An instant so surreal that even the faintest whisper could break its magical spell.

Chekhov himself couldn’t have written a better wedding scene.

 

~Edward Austin Robertson

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