Amid the smoke and light and laughter
Along the smiles and cheers thereafter
A sound is bled, wrung free from strings
It bounds and treads and wholly sings
Inside each song a secret moves
Not right nor wrong or frequent proved
The message dances from bow to ear
A coded trance of love and fear
From left to right the story rings
Of death and light the Cello brings
The covert tale engulfs the room
It vibrates truth to those who loom
The Cello knows for why it’s played
Its secret lost, both gone and stayed
Amid the smoke and light and laughter
Music lies and cries thereafter