Concerto

I put the instrument under my chin
holding my violin up I gently
pick up my bow.
count the beats as cello and bass play.
Five,six,seven,eight.
I begin.
We Begin.
My bow glides effortlessly.
My fingers find their place.
I play this music,
and make it mine.

The orchestra diminuendos and I play louder,
going solo I play angelically, swaying.
I feel the light on me.
I close my eyes.
Feeling the music through my ears to my soul,
one and two and three and

The orchestra crescendos and plays with me,
I lead them through the notes.
dancing across each of them.
closing the song, I play softly,
sweetly and gently,
the tweet of a high note.
The last thing I hear is that note.
Even as everyone applauded.
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