Music gives voice to joy and vision to voice
Moans and embodies the broke-heart blues
It frees the mind, employs the hands
Music animates the feet
Music heals and seals off poison
Music builds a better bridge
Music is the essence of precision
And the forgiveness of every rule
Music lasers love and amps it up
Music can be tuneless
The hum and Om of cosmos
A solo threadbare melody
Or multitudes in harmony
Music can be wordless
Universal and sublime
Raucous or in rhapsody
Make an instrument of rain
Bring thousands to the mountain-top
With words and idiom added in
Move one to love or playfulness
Inspire patriotic fervor
Music fires thought with fate
With lyrics poetic and vatic
A treasure house of memory
The key to unlock its door
Both...but this is true
There is that thing where music fails
That music cannot do....
Seek the truth and you shall find it ... perhaps. Look to music for it and it will find you, always. Some, having sought truth, choose early from the shelf, then search for confirmation and their justification after. This is valid. Others continue the quest in disregard of price, or consequence, and are rewarded accordingly.
But some few are themselves discovered, and are visited by a different voice in a transcendent language where all is true, because there is no lie. This is the gift, divine and perfect in every culture ~ that it is impossible to lie with music. You can trust a tune.
Even words. Weave them, and spin their threads in music, dip whatever lyrics in music, and even lies lose their sting in ballads. Sing them in a song that speeds them to the heart, and everyone who hears will feel them and know them to be true. Dissonant, unvarnished, pungent,but still authentic, tho it leave you uncomfortable, music won’t mislead you. Even the leaf blower and the jackhammer cannot lie.
In the search for sanctuary, for some refuge away from the camouflage and quibbles, from the whoppers, the fibs and distortions, then fortune gave this music place a roof that covers all. On this our only globe, our dyspeptic, threatened planet home, music is the single room where all of men may gather, meet in pleasure, join with ease, and be as One together.
Postscript: The culinary arts, rich with kitchen aromas, can be found in the room next door.
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