Rousing spine from soft melodic fingers
left in the trail and such as music lingers
when it sings so softly as a muted feather
reveling in the melody for ever and ever
floating in deep space and so beyond
propelled by the wave of a magic wand
magic blessed by the Gods of music
the purifiers and softeners of all the rhetoric
those with music impacted in their hearts
permission to leave as the sound embarks
from melodic fingers dancing on the keys
playing melodies into a soft ocean breeze
music floating on the crest and swells
and in the ringing of the celestial bells
up and down the spines of the music lovers
in the spirit of the sound that closely hovers
the rites of the quixotic mind in force
the rousing of the tired spirit at the source
power to the blood to the fingers to the tips
in the veins of clarity as the mood befits
ecstasy of sound and joy and power
rainbow glitter and stardust shower
melodic fingers dancing on a cloud
and chanting to the upper skies aloud,
“Music oh music, how sublime thou art.”