No Doubts

Holding the bow firmly, ready to create

The album written down upon the old parchment paper

For no reason at all

The notes perfectly positioned 

The words never more honest

The cello resting, yet anxiously waiting to be played

The hands unsure

Questioning if they can do justice to the art that has been waiting

As the heart leads the hands, the music begins to relax the chaos outside

No doubts in mind…

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