In the gentle hum of violins, a story begins to unfold,
Whispering secrets of ancient times, in melodies untold.
The cello’s deep resonance, like a river flows,
Weaving tales of dreams in the night’s quiet repose.

The piano’s keys dance in delicate grace,
Each note a step in a timeless embrace.
Echoes of passion, in black and white streams,
Painting emotions, in a landscape of dreams.

The flute sings softly, a breeze in the air,
Carrying whispers of hopes and silent prayers.
Its gentle tune, like a bird in flight,
Gliding through the morning light.

In the symphony’s embrace, all hearts unite,
Instruments of soul, in the warmest light.
A harmony of voices, in a world so wide,
A testament to the beauty that music provides.