A-Z Blogging Challenge~ V

"V" Is: Violin

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 The word violin came to mind the minute I came to the letter "V". It isn't an easy letter to write about. But it actually is the word and center piece of one of my most treasured poems every written. It still makes me cry every time I read it. It is so wonderful to know our worth in the right hands. Please enjoy the writings of "Myra Brooks Welch"  

The Touch of the Master's Hand

It was battered and scarred,
And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.
"What am I bid, good people", he cried,

"Who starts the bidding for me?"

"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?"
"Two dollars, who makes it three?"
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"
But, No,
From the room far back a gray bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer

With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?"
As he held it aloft with its' bow.
"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?"
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?"
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone", said he.
The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
"We just don't understand."

"What changed its' worth?"

Swift came the reply.

"The Touch of the Masters Hand."
And many a man with life out of tune
All battered with bourbon and gin
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin
A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.
But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,

The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought

By the Touch of the Masters' Hand.

Myra Brooks Welch

 

  http://graphicsfairy.blogspot.com/ I also know that my mom has an old violin somewhere that she gave to my youngest sister. Someone in our family use to play. Not sure who. I know my sister wanted to learn at one time. Whether she did or not I have no idea. I had my daughters take lessons in music when they where younger. They didn't stay with it. But I'm glad they learned to play. I never did learn to play an instrument. I attempt to play; two finger piano and the organ. They where both instrument's my mom played and had in the home growing up. I wish I had though. Do you play an instrument or anyone in your family?