My white framed tambourine.

I know better than to make tambourine joyful noise unto the Lord.
I live mostly in a solitary, quiet, appreciated silence.
I thought it would make an interesting focus.
I know not about tambourine origin.
I am not able to read music well.
I was given a triangle to play at Primary school.
Secondary school saw my sad attempts at trying to learn the violin.
Percussion instruments have there sound to make in the bigger musical tapestry.
I prefer my singing bowl that can send out a pure note that resounds.