Violin

Fingers dancing up and down your smooth neck Bow gliding across your strings Sweetly playing the most beautiful song Starting at near silence Slowly getting louder and louder and louder And faster and faster Then STOP! Notes resume Seranading the audience as a mother might sing to her child Telling the story of ones life Painting pictures in the mind of the audience Whatever they can imagine A story of their own lives From birth 'Til death The notes continue on Telling the story of each and every person in the theater The bow moves faster The notes get louder The beats of the hearts speed up Suddenly all is calm Fingers still dancing Vibrato has entered The violinist is one with her violin The song fades out to silent nothingness The room is silent No one says anything Everyone rips into applause The concert is over They want more One more song can't hurt Thinks the violinist Immediately she become one with her instrument again Playing another sweet seranade Fingers dancing along the strings Her bow and body moving as one.