Cello

Racing Home
Grabbing it with wood, deep blood red
Curving to make the most beautiful sound there will ever be
At least to me

Sound is stronger than a lion
Fiercer than a cheetah
Hidden in a forest
Where no one hears its cries to be heard
But I heard its cries to be played

Strings flow like water under my fingers
Bow hitting the strings each making a different pitch
Getting louder and softer
Nothing can stop this focus and joy
Until
Music
Stops…