The door opens and into the first room you step
And look around in wonder
At the peaceful scenes on the wall.
The soft furnishings all around
Like a slow symphonic movement
Played in a major key.
The calm washes over you
And you are at peace.
As you step into the next room
The key changes,
It takes you to a world of nature,
Sparkling all around.
Trees and flowers abound.
The sounds of a concerto
Showing you that life is good.
You reach the next room
And all changes,
The minor key shows anger,
The cruelty in this world.
The music so loud, so staccato
Leading to the room where sadness abounds,
Another minor key,
Where the sound of a plaintive oboe,
Casts its solemn tune into your mind,
The leaden feeling shown and felt within the room.
The darkness and gloom slide past
As you reach another door.
What will the next room show?
What key will the feeling bring?
Keys can be like rooms
And in the mansion where you find yourself
There are twenty-four keys.
Emotions galore to be heard, seen and felt.