A night at the concert

The night began with a luminous man introducing prodigies of old with golden hands of key and note
The ebon gran piano was brought to life by J. Sun.
While he played a Mozart sonata, I pictured a crystal raindrop of vibrational altitude, ascending.

Followed by four jewel violin vertuosos
Alice, Jungmin, Maxime and Christopher. It was an ensemble of magnitude proportion rocking the little Baptist church to heaven and unlatching the hearts of many. Together they spun music with their violins and took us to God's summit.

If you never heard music call you, means you never shed a tear for joys own sake. Cup your ear to the ground, listen to the pluck of the violin and the stampede of the heart as it races without sound.

Only God can create such beautiful creatures such as instrumentalists , composers, artists, writers.
I was fortunate enough to find myself amongst God's sweet elect. We are "ALL" chosen to be in that time and space where we can receive God's grace. though only a few heed their calling.

Andrew, thankyou for the music. I look forward to your next musical calling.

Vienna Bombardieri