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| Oh sweet solace of my soul, oh lifeblood of my heart, play on with blessed, beautiful chords the truth, beauty, passion, and love that fill the world with life. With your lyrics you speak my thoughts more deftly than my own tongue, and with your fluid melody you echo the unspoken, indescribable depths of my heart. You need no words to fill me with hope or despair. Through bittersweet melancholy of misery or twinkling waterfalls of joy, course through my veins, fill me with your mystic power to sooth, to sorrow, to strengthen, to support. Your angelic voices cry with many tongues, speaking to the hearts and souls of man like the very breath of God. Your beauty reaches past blindness, past fear, past endless miles of empty vastness. Your poetry fills the world with meaning; a thousand beautiful paintings could fit in but a measure of your song. Your harmony leads us to our own. For what is there in life that there is not a song to offer sympathy, company or rejuvenation? In thousands of styles, voices, and melodies, you express the deep, undying force that unites us, whether in sorrow, hope or joy. In you is all that makes us human, and in you is all that touches us to the divine. Oh precious Music, how deeply do I love you! The ocean�s deepest trench is but a shallow beach at high tide in comparison. I follow you sweet blessed muse, though you bid me to reach the moon, catch the twinkling stars above, count the sands of time and build castles among the clouds. My love shall not be exasperated; for I know in time I will reach the rainbow�s end and dwell in your rays of your melodious glory. For your presence is the answer to my prayers for absolution, my longing for consolation, my aching need for peace. Through silence and noise, fill me with your chanson d�amour as I drift through lonely paths. May your song reverberate in my heart to guide me when the silence of fear deafens me. | |