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The Symphony of Stradivarius: A Poem of Violins and Soul

Crafted with care, a work of art, a symphony forever to be told

By Liviu RomanPublished about a year ago 2 min read
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The Symphony of Stradivarius: A Poem of Violins and Soul
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Stradivarius violins, crafted with care,

Each one a work of art, beyond compare.

The wood, so smooth and fine, hand-selected with pride,

The varnish, gleaming in the light, a symphony inside.

With every stroke of the bow, a melody takes flight,

The notes dance and soar, a wondrous, ethereal sight.

The sound, a symphony of angels, pure and true,

A bridge between the earth and sky, a passage for the soul to pursue.

The Stradivarius, a violin of the gods,

Its beauty and grace, a reflection of their nods,

Each one unique, a fingerprint of its maker,

A gift to the world, a treasure forever to savor.

The strings, plucked with care, sing a song of love,

The notes, a symphony of emotions, sent from above,

The music, a language all its own, understood by all,

A unifying force, a call to one and all.

The Stradivarius, a master of emotion,

Its music, a balm for the heart, a soothing potion,

It speaks to the soul, a language understood,

A symphony of love, that's never, ever crude.

The violins of Stradivarius, a work of art,

Their beauty and grace, a treasure to impart.

A symphony of sound, a wonder to behold,

A gift to the world, forever to be told.

The violins of Stradivarius, a treasure of old,

Their music, a story, forever to be told,

A symphony of sound, a wonder to behold,

A gift to the world, forever to be told.

The violins of Stradivarius, a symphony of sound,

Their music, a balm for the soul, forever bound,

A treasure of the ages, a gift from the past,

Their beauty and grace, forever will last.

The Stradivarius violins, a masterpiece of craft,

Their notes, a bridge to the heavens, a journey to be embarked,

Their music, a symphony of life, a song of the soul,

A treasure to be cherished, a story to be told.

The Stradivarius violins, a work of art divine,

Their beauty and grace, a reflection of the sublime.

Their music, a symphony of love, a tale to be told,

A treasure to be cherished, forever to behold.

The Stradivarius violins, a treasure of the ages,

Their music, a symphony of life, forever to be praised.

Their beauty and grace, a wonder to behold,

A gift to the world, forever to be told.

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Liviu Roman

Mahatma Gandhi — 'Be the change that you wish to see in the world.'

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  • William Raymond Hopeabout a year ago

    I can relate to this in that I once played a Stradivarius as a special treat ... I will never forget it! Beautiful poem thank you!!

  • Som Duttabout a year ago

    such a great poem

  • Novel Allenabout a year ago

    We read a story, yet others do not read our story. Ghandi says be the change. Lovely poem.

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