SCRIABIN

   Chimes of Christmas day heard
   at the dawn when curled in blankets
  you were born into mysticism
    Tolstoy called you a genius
influenced by Chopin's lyrical sonatas
     jolted by symbolism-romanticism
your student the emerging poet
     Pasternak gleaned musical
wisdom from the dissonance
      at your piano music
covering your a tonality
of knowledge over the earth
until you passed over at Easter.