One thing in all the world that never fails
That lifts the spirit up to greater heights
Good music, as through buoyant air it sails
Trailing its wake, ecstasy with no blight

The wind carries it wherever it goes
Catching the lithe soul to vivid rapture
Warring nations brought together ere blows
An artful musician sealing ruptures

Twang the heart with strains of pure melody
The lover's employ to lay bare his thoughts
Knitting the bond with hues of harmony
The lover's defense to turn away wrath

The son's beauty in praising his father
Lullaby for the son to sleep in peace
The worshipper's refuge at the altar
The calming piece to put the storm at ease

It must ever remain sweet, never sour
Even the dirge must offer quickening hope
A solace to color the midnight hour
A lifeline to prevent tumble down-slope

Music, find me everywhere I might be
Without you, I am very incomplete
I might all too quickly be in my lee
Come, I have someone to put to a treat

 (c) El'Shazzar
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