G D A E

Stretched taut from the peg

You resonate

And as I shatter into emotional bliss

You break evenly into fourths -

And perfectly into fifths.

Gone is the still air and

Down goes the canvas of silence.

All become still when the bow glides over you -

Each string resonates his own song.

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