I Play

I tighten my bow, and watch the rosin dust twist and fall as I apply it to the horse hairs. I screw in the knobs on my music stand, and put a new waltz, or song on the stand. I tune my violin, and I play. My fingers playing a fast song, rushing from string to string. My bow going back and forth playing each note. My thoughts escaping me as I play the songs. I play songs by ear, or by sheet music. I play fast songs, or slow. I just sit back, and play.