*Hear the soothing sound
the tone of our cello
conquering all odds
all waves our sea have had
See the amity
the bond beyond our strings
making harmony
and sense to euphony
Discern the caress
the way I held our bow
composing colors
to notes to every sound
Felt not the bitter?
the ugly behind this
see not the wounds?
the scars of my cello*
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC