Life is but a Masquerade
We dress to the occasion for work and play
Masked for diversion from reality's core
Letting no one in for fear they see
The person within who's needs undone
We go our way as though day is fair
Not to unfold what should be
Hushing the stilled voice within
Proclaiming Life is but a Masquerade
Being a piano teacher, I've been given gifts that are treasured. In the picture above you see the Christmas story in picture form on a candle, in the foreground a festive mask from Florence, Italy. I love the candle's dark rich color and its Renaissance figures. Masks worn in gala festivals in Italy actually are meant to give away the person behind the mask. Gold is of the highest class. The music is stating the person behind the mask is of an outstanding musical profession. I was very humbled when given these exquisite treasures. But the real treasure being a piano teacher is having the opportunity to help form and instill a healthy self-esteem in my students.