Fingers dancing up and down your smooth neck
Bow gliding across your strings
Sweetly playing the most beautiful song
Starting at near silence
Slowly getting louder and louder and louder
And faster and faster
Then STOP!
Notes resume
Seranading the audience as a mother might sing to her child
Telling the story of ones life
Painting pictures in the mind of the audience
Whatever they can imagine
A story of their own lives
From birth
'Til death
The notes continue on
Telling the story of each and every person in the theater
The bow moves faster
The notes get louder
The beats of the hearts speed up
Suddenly all is calm
Fingers still dancing
Vibrato has entered
The violinist is one with her violin
The song fades out to silent nothingness
The room is silent
No one says anything
Everyone rips into applause
The concert is over
They want more
One more song can't hurt
Thinks the violinist
Immediately she become one with her instrument again
Playing another sweet seranade
Fingers dancing along the strings
Her bow and body moving as one.