a poem about love, fingerprints and stage fright

Have I mentioned that coming up with titles is not my forte?

my sweater wore sequins,

my skirt wore plaid.

eight-year-old fingers

(fingers destined for the piano,

my father had said)

trembled and left

little sweaty fingerprints

on the black construction paper

that held my sheet music steady.

a child bowed, and I left my seat

and my comfort zone, stretching

eight-year-old fingers

on ancient piano keys.

deep breath.

count down.

play the song.

somehow

habit overcame fear, and

eight-year-old fingers

pulled a tune from

ancient keys.

exhale.

stand up.

smile and curtsy.

twelve years of leaving

my seat and my comfort zone

scraped away layers of fear,

leaving a flayed, perfected love of

sharing beauty.

perfect love casts out all fear.

now twenty-year-old fingers

stretch across strings that

thrum with song,

and love overcomes fear

as I pull raw grace

from a scarred guitar.

exhale.

breathe in.

do it again.

Photo by Clark Young on Unsplash

7 thoughts on “a poem about love, fingerprints and stage fright

  1. Oh Laurel, this is absolutely one of my favorites of yours!! So beautiful to read this as a fellow musician and think to myself “YES! She is so right!” I agree with Emma – I’d love to remember this at performances and keep it in the perspective of spreading the glory of God.
    (I also love how the words themselves form such an interesting shape as they continue down the page. So pretty! 🤭)

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    1. Aww, I’m so glad you enjoy it! It was so much fun to write.:) It is so easy to feel so awkward when we’re sharing music…but remembering it’s not about us is so freeing!
      Haha, yes! It’s an unintentional art in itself.:)

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  2. This is BEAUTIFUL Laurel! You have captured this moment beautifully! You have such a gift! For some reason my eyes were teary while reading this *sighing over how beautiful this poem is*. 🥺 Thank you so much for sharing! ♥️

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