Inner Heartstrings

Gliding and plucking strings of a violin, energizing a mind with it's definite rhythm, while touching inner heartstrings with sweetened melodies. Playing sadness and sorrow deeply held within a being, giving them expression and definition in musical translations of meaning. Coercing tears to spill out upon the violin, gathering like dew drops in an early morning dawn. Fingering every note with agile dexterity and a beautiful array of chords, arranged in bouquets, quickly and rapidly forming into poetical words of another poem. Circling, reaching ever deeper for definition in a musical composition, feeling this soul growing lighter with each measure. So totally being encompassed within the rhythms of heavenly grace.