By David
© 5th July, 2003
It fills my soul with jubilance,
Lifting me to unknown heights,
Soaring above the dull and commonplace,
Exploding in streams of rapture,
Pure and spectral,
Clean and bright,
Rich with color and texture,
Vibrant with life.
Essence of life
In rich shades of beauty.
Resonant and sonorous,
It takes me to the depths of despair;
To places dark and despondent.
Rich with solitude,
Embracing silence and mystery,
Pondering the reasons and realities.
Seeking answers,
Finding only the sweet bliss.
Wrapped in the power
To live,
To sink,
To chill,
To warm,
To bathe in the beauty of the sound
Of the music!
Sweet, sonorous music!
Blessed triumphant music!
The thrill of the march!
The twirl of the waltz!
The song of the symphony!
The dance of the Celt!
The call of the rainmaker!
The ballad of the lovelorn
The simple melody of the redeemed!
And it speaks to me,
O, how the music speaks to me!
