The Violin Poem by Jude's Child

The violin played lastnight in the Lord's house
And all were in awe at the sound
Mostly myself, for it was a sight to ponder
How wonderful He truly is
For the man playing those eloquent melodies
I had known as another
Yet before me the transformation was evident
His light was shining for all to see
And none was to argue for the proof was in our ears
And my only brother a master of percussion
Had moved on to baselines that pleased the song
Praise be to our Father
His wonder cannot be measured