In the quiet hall where shadows play,
A violin sings its heartfelt plea,
The echo of each note finds its way,
To touch the soul, to set it free.
A piano’s dance beneath gentle hands,
Weaves tales of love in ivory dreams,
Each chord a whisper, each pause expands,
A tapestry of sound in flowing streams.
The celloâs voice, deep and profound,
Resonates with the earth’s embrace,
Drawing tears from silent ground,
In its melancholy grace.
Together they rise, a symphony grand,
A harmonious blend of time and space,
In the realm of music, forever they stand,
Capturing hearts in their timeless embrace.