Cello

Cello? I found a discarded cello, Wood faded and full of scratches And there are even cracks close to the bridge. I think, that the last person who had her Didn’t seem to know what a treasure she was, So that her neck is bent Strings too tight and body so deformed That she can’t stay in tune anymore. And anyway, her bow is broken. I’m not a trained musician But I do know how To breathe love into my hands And wake her gently. With patience and care Can show her again How to lean on me. I see the stars Shining deep in the depths of her heart And pearls nested, protected in the oyster Of her soul. I know fear, doubt and pain And know how to tenderly unlock And free her dark secrets And over time I know, I can bring back the sparkle in her shrouded eyes And we will create unique and beautiful melodies And sing and dance together. Sangeet Portals 2023