Symphony From the Stars(Violin Concerto)(Edit)

Echoes that rebound on walls of night mist, floating on sound, chance not to be missed. A concerto infused, glistened in stars, notes hanging gently cradled in bars. Mythical muse transcribing the sheet, floats into them, softly they meet. A Soprano-pure heart keening a sorrow wrung from the strings no wish for tomorrow Merging their souls, vibrating as one, this rhythm has beat, no need for the drum. Majestic wavelets soothing the soul, wanting for nothing but a musical scroll. Lodestar to fifths vitulas pure form, builds to crescendo bowed in pure storm. Wreathed in dripped tears cried from their love, wrung in the music reigned from above Stretched out at length to its final ascend, sound has now found its refrain to transcend. Euphoria the silence that levels the night, wings striking softly in musical flight.