LINES OF THOUGHT © 2016

Violin, I know why you cry so much!

In your chords echo memories,

Your sounds are tears shed,

Of an entire humanity, felt.

Each of your notes is a deep lament,

A silent scream that crosses the world.

You are an infinite river of sorrow and sadness,

Carrying in your strings our uncertainty.

But even in your tears, there is beauty,

For in your weeping, you reveal the delicacy

Of one who transforms pain into art,

And with each sound, touches our hearts in part.

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