Music power, beacons in the dark,
narrator of the universe,
portrayers of certain epochs,
storytellers in the melodic air,
founders of universal alliance,
tranquilizer of the hostile,
mobilizers of the immobile,
dethroners of the emperors,
empowering forces of the weak,
building iron hearts to put inside them,
leading them to the threshold of their dreams,
simple notes drifting through the listless air,
falling upon the sand and shedding their colors,
violets showing their might,
dancing with the marauding hurricanes,
fragility showing its hidden
strength, climbing jagged cliffs,
taming the beasts of the wild,
curling up with them at bedtime,
power unleased and power subdued,
power sweetened by the sweetest wines,
power anointed by the wand of the high priest
power drenched by the tears of the virgin,
power put to bed by a mother’s lullaby,
power softened by its mother’s tears,
power moistened by the dews of heaven,
dressed up in the colors of a rainbow,
melting into the radiance of it,
falling upon the ashen graves,
seeping through the ground
to the catacombs below,
breathing life into everyone and everything,
telling all to rise and dance to the music,
and dance and dance and dance to the power.