The Violin

The Violin

A tree stands in the forest, once full of life and reason to live, now left to wither and die.

A carpenter walks down a wooded path; in his heart a burning desire, the likes of which he has never felt before.

A musician awakes to a new day; a new melody is dancing inside his head.

A student walks home from school down cast and alone there is no light in her soul no hope that lies ahead, for the entire world like a rose that has been bound in thorns.

The carpenter stops to rest and notices the old tree in its lifeless state. By sudden revelation he removes his axe from his worn leather pack and hacks off a limb and hurries home. Without hesitation he embarks on a new path to create” The Violin”.

The days go by, he fashions he sands until a most beautiful creation lies in his knurled old hands. Tears flow from his eyes as he pulls on the bow and a river of music flows from the strands.

A knock on the door, a greeting, “come in”.

The musician enters and sits, he grins as the music is played and evening begins. He takes the violin and plays a tune about joy then sorrow and then a melody about hope in God and the promise of a new tomorrow.

In the home of the student up in her room her window open the music drifts in. Touched by the music like an angel from above, her tears begin to flow as she offers her pleads to a God she cannot see but can sense he is there. Why did you take him? Answer me please! Show me a sign that my father is thine.

From Heaven above true love reaches down embracing his child who weeps alone, puts his hand on her shoulder and caresses her heart bringing light and healing where once it was dark.

A knock on the door, a greeting, “come in”.

The student enters and sits, with light in her eyes, a smile on her face, and a new song in her heart, she begins to sing. The musician’s melody now complete plays the violin like never before. The carpenter observing from his bench, greatly pleased, now working on another creation, his burning desire now reality, gathers his axe along with his leather pack and heads off to where it all began. The tree!