Picture of a viola
“Viola”
In gentle hands, a soul does sing,
A melody of Viola's string.
With grace and warmth, its notes do flow,
A symphony of beauty, soft and low.
A bridge between the worlds it weaves,
Through vibrant tones, the heart believes.
Its velvet voice, like whispers in the air,
Transcending time, it takes us there.
In orchestras, it finds its place,
Adding depth and sweet embrace.
A humble spirit, yet so profound,
Viola's presence, a calming sound.
From Bach to Mozart, it has played,
In sonatas, concertos, serenades.
A symphony of emotions it conveys,
Through every stroke and bow it sways.
Viola, dear instrument, cherished and true,
Your soulful melodies, we thank you.
Forever enchanting, forever bright,
A guiding star in the symphonic night.
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