A note holds a mystery to be solved

There is always concentration involved

When my bow first hits the string

I feel my fingers cheering

The sound is played with an enduring low pitch

That no one can pull me from or even make me flinch

After each and every note,

There is a silence only audible to a musician while afloat

You can't leave the note hanging in the air

So make the next sound loud so everyone is aware

After i blend with my music

It takes a while for me and my melody to unstick

There is a silence followed by a burst of aplause

For my performance that contained zero flaws