• My eyes laid claim to it before i did,
    from that distance,
    i saw that this wasn't ordinary beauty,
    the instrument was delicately made,
    magnificent,
    even without playing it,
    i knew it was amazing,
    there was an aurora around it,
    i hadn't noticed before,
    i picked up the instrument,
    as delicate as i can be,
    pluck the strings,
    the violin made a sound,
    so beautiful,
    i couldn't resist but to smile at it's tune,
    the sound was rich,
    like a delicious laughter,
    this instrument fit in my arms easily,
    as if it was made to be there,
    that's when i knew,
    this instrument was destined to be mine,
    but,
    i knew it would want everyone to know its sound,
    it's grace,
    and sense of pattern.