“ a thousand times over “

On a cold and damp December morning in the ebbing days of Autumn. Shrouded in a heavy mist, that held a taste of Winter, though the scent of fall waifed in the tiniest breeze. The air was virtual still save the whispers of lovers, separated by that large pond that turns continents into islands. On this auspicious morning the hearts of two sang of love. Their love collided in the wind as it moved through the leaves, giving birth to a melody. Destined to be released a thousand times over.
And thus my journey began as I sprouted from a lifeless prison. Into a world of wonders. As I grew through a century of love songs carried in the winds from hearts of countless lovers. Hammered by winds bent to and fro as my stamina was tested. Until I was chosen to become an instrument. And placed into the hands of a Master Artisan, who shall cut, bend and shape me from a few dozen pieces. Into an instrument capable of creating the sounds which exist in the hearts of lovers throughout the universe. And in the hands of Master Musicians I will be the melody written in the hearts of millions. As they with one hand hold my string and pull me to and fro releasing the melody. As I reach deep into their Souls,of those listening. Igniting a passion, that has grown for centuries.
Thus is the true Nature of love from which we all sprang. Tobe reunited over and over again as the two souls who fell in love, and their hearts will forever sing to one another. Across the eons through time and space forever eternal. The Love from which all life began.