In my closet corner sits
A string instrument
Of years long ago
With so many memory bits
Of the magic created with its bow
And the passion I once had
I thought I had lost
And I thought it was for good
A commercial
With flashy diamonds
And all things superficial
'A diamond is forever'
And in the background
Played a song I long forgotten
It went by the name of 'Presto'
And was penned by 'Vivaldi'
It reminded me
Of that night
When I was on stage
Violinist of honor
And I played 'Vivaldi'
As if it was penned by me
Its been 5 years
Since the last time
I touched its neck
Its scroll
The bridge that kept
The stings well stretched
And the bow
That I used to rosin
With reason
Hasn't been moved
For many seasons
And with the words
'A diamond is forever'
In my heart it struck a chord
And passion was reawakened
From its deepened sleep
You see I played the fool
For I have never lost it
It was just hidden deep
Beneath the layers of pain
That had made me forfeit
The string'd game
In the first place.
For the first time
In such a long time
I placed the wooden body
Underneath my chin
And felt the electricity
Come alive in me
And the power I once felt
Once again was coming to be
And it soared through me
It overwhelmed me
Then the bow touched the string
And made the most beautiful sound
I played as it sang
Tears moistened my eyes
And I don't know why
For a passion I thought had died
Was so very much alive
'A diamond is forever'
Presto
Vivaldi
Me
Destiny
Passion
Reignited
Tonight
Forever....