Expression of a Piano

I found this document from an English assignment that I did this semester. Honestly, I was pretty surprised with how well written it was. I didn't realize that I felt this way when I played a piano...

"Like all past times – it happens, eventually, a sincere moment of obsession – the piano allows a dull, undistinguished hour exhilarated by tickling the ivories in moments of emotion and serenity which can be read more deeply to reveal the life of the player. The piano is “suddenly sudden” to all but the player – it surprises many, soothes many, moves many to the point of tears, changes the perspectives of lives, even recreates moments; it can also reveal the inner connection between heart, mind, soul and life. What it is, for people with no musical talent and other means of expression, Write and Yell and Play; it engulfs in these emotions – anger, joy, fright, peace, loss, exhilaration, hopefulness – and, rendering them in multiple fashions, brings the listener into a story of the player. It brings emotion to us, makes us, to those more attentive to the emotion, understand – undeniable, indisputable, unquestionable – “legitimate,” in a realistic way. A note, mystery, a dialogue, a journey, the piano is a means of expression; its purpose is not to amuse listeners not to exude them  (though, with the talent of the player, it does these a little), but, in a frenzy of ivories, fingers, feet, and sound, to indulge the player. "