Wafting Sounds
Soft, sweet music wafts though my ears as I lightly stroke my bow across my violin.
Starting out quiet, the sound grows and grows.
My nimble fingers and fast reading eyes work together to make something wonderful.
I play and play my mind’s a buzz.
I am in a rhythm.
The music goes by faster and faster.
When I play I can be anywhere, everything or anything.
Sometimes, when the notes turn into a blur,
I go with the flow,
The music takes me wherever it please.
Some say incredible, some say beautiful,
But I know it truly comes from the heart.
Copyright © Sakura Azzopardi | Year Posted 2019
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